It Fits!
Jack had finally popped the question at their favorite restaurant –actually he'd reserved the entire dining room and hired a musician for the evening. He'd asked her as they'd danced to their favorite song.
(Jack's POV)
She'd said yes! After all my worry, she'd said yes. As I led Sam back to the table, her eyes found the antique ring box and she gasped.
"Awfully sure of yourself, flyboy."
"A guy can hope, Sam, a guy can hope."
We sat down and Sam gifted me with yet another glorious smile. As I reached to open the box and slip the ring on her finger, she extended her hand and before I knew it we were officially engaged. As I looked at this woman I'd loved for years, I saw the tears in her eyes and worried for a moment.
"You okay?"
"Oh yeah. Very okay. I love it and I love you so much. I think you're going to have to get used to this emotional side of me."
"Can do, so long as you're happy, Sam".
"Very happy," she said, flashing me her megawatt smile through the tears. "And it fits perfectly!"