The next day Jay called me.
"Hello? Yes Gatsby she's here." Nick said and handed me the phone.
"Hello?" I asked.
"I was wondering if you'd like to go to lunch a sort of date perhaps." He said.
"I would love that Jay just let me get dressed and I'll meet you."
"Nonsense I'll pick you up."
"Alright." I replied and hung up the phone. I went and decided on a dress and went downstairs. Jay was waiting for me at the bottom of them in a white suit.
"You look gorgeous Belle." He said and I blushed.
"Thank you Jay let's go. We'll be back later Nick." I said as we walked out.
"Yes indeed Old Sport." Jay said and we walked out into his bright yellow car. We went to a beautiful outdoor restaurant in Manhattan. We talked and talked and then I finally asked the question.
"Why didn't you come back right away? I would've loved you either way you didn't need to be rich for me." I said.
"I wanted to be able to give you anything you could ever possibly want Belle. I waited to find you until I could." He replied I took his large hand in my small petite one.
"I didn't want to wait as soon as you got home from the war I would've married you right away."
"Would you still want to?"
"I would love to be Gatsby. I've always wanted to."
"Then it's settled we'll get married as soon as we can and have a giant wedding at the house in West Egg." I smiled Jay always had such large dreams.
