Wanda
I woke up finding myself lying across Ian's bare chest, I smiled as he drew patterns on my back, and obviously he knew I was awake.
"Morning gorgeous, sleep well?" he teased.
"What do you think?" I asked as a flaming blush spread across my face. He kissed my cheeks, making them blush harder and my grin spread wider.
"Good?" He questioned, but when he saw the hurt in my eyes, he tried again. "Brilliant? Fantastic? The best night of your night?"
"All of the above," I smiled. He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me, laughing into my mouth.
"Well it was certainly on my list of top ten nights I spent with you." He said staring deep into my eyes. When I looked confused, he explained. "Night two: when you woke up in your new body. Night three: last night. Night four: when I first kissed you. Night five: when I found out that I loved you and that you felt the same. Night six." I interrupted him here.
"Hang on, you forgot night one." I stated.
"Of course. Night one: when you said you'd marry me." He said. It took a while for it all to sink in.
"What are you talking about?" I questioned him but I stopped as I saw him pulling something out of his pocket.
Ian took a deep breath and asked; "Wanda, will you marry me?" I could feel the mask of shock plastered on my face. All I could do was nod as I couldn't trust my voice not to break, however the tears still rolled down my cheek. Ian kissed them away. He opened the small box (that I had almost forgotten about) and revealed a small ring with a tiny diamond in the centre surrounded by sapphires. I let out a small gasp as he slid it onto my finger. I burst into a new set of tears but Ian pulled me up off of the mattress and we got dressed. He kept kissing my ring every once and a while. Ian picked me up while I squealed with laughter, and he took me down towards the kitchen.