Andy leaned against the tour bus with his arms crossed over his chest, a toothpick resting idly between his lips. He watched mothers and dancers rush around in front of him, his gaze always going back to Sharon and then to his grandsons. A small smile curved his lips as he watched, his arms tightening a little. She caught his eye and smiled, a little wave following before a mother stole her attention.

He watched for several more minutes as the crowd finally thinned out, leaving one family talking with Sharon and then his grandsons. When they were finally alone, he pushed off the bus and walked over to her, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips while his grandsons ran around them.

"Sorry we didn't get much time together," she murmured, smiling apologetically.

He shrugged. "I figured you'd be busy. Besides, that's why we have plans for dinner after we drop the boys off." He reached out and grabbed Harry's arm before he ran into them, glancing down at the boys with a raised eyebrow.

"Sorry, Grandpa Andy," Harry mumbled, staring down at his shoes.

Andy shook his head and smiled. "Go grab your stuff out of the bus and we'll get going. Your mom is excited to see the ribbons you both won."

That distracted the boys and they both darted off to the bus, leaving Sharon alone with Andy again. "So, dinner?" she asked.

"Right. It's a new place I thought we'd try out. I figured you'd already be dressed up from the competition and we haven't had dinner together in a while." He smiled and took her hand.

"We had dinner at your house last night." She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.

"I meant dinner out in public, and like I said, it's a nice place. I think you'll like it." He laced their fingers together and squeezed her hand.

"I'm sure I will, honey. Let me just close up the studio and I'll be out." She smiled and kissed his cheek.

"I'll get those two hooligans in the car. It'll take as long as you." He smiled too and squeezed her hand again before dropping it and turning to the boys. He turned back after a moment. "I love you."

"I love you too, Andy." She turned and walked inside.

It didn't take long to get the boys bundled into the car with their trophies and ballet bags. Andy climbed into the driver's seat and called Nicole, casting a smile to his grandsons in the rearview mirror. They smiled back and immediately returned to their excited conversation.

"Hey, Dad. Everything okay?" Nicole answered. She sounded busy and he furrowed his brow in concern.

"Yeah, it's great. We got back to the studio after the competition and I wanted to let you know I was bringing the boys home." He shifted in his seat and started the car, glancing toward the entrance to see if Sharon was coming out yet.

"Shoot! Shoot, shoot, shoot. I didn't call you, did I?" He shook his head a little, his brow furrowing more.

"No…."

"I was going to ask you if you could keep the boys a little longer. I'm stuck at work and Dean's out of town and Dad, I'm so sorry." He stifled a groan and closed his eyes briefly. "Dad?"

"Nicole, I'd love to watch the boys. You know I love spending time with them, but I have plans tonight. With Sharon." He looked for Sharon again, a little relieved she was still inside.

"The boys love her. I'm sure she won't mind spending more time with them." He shook his head, a sigh slipping out.

"I-I know… But I'm taking her out to dinner. I made reservations a week ago, honey." He sighed again and rested his head against the steering wheel.

"Dad, please?" She didn't beg often and his barely withheld groan slipped out anyway.

He didn't respond for a moment, too busy staring at the unlit dials on the dashboard. "I'm going to propose," he finally said, his voice soft enough so the boys wouldn't hear. "This dinner is really important, honey."

"Propose? Dad, why didn't you say so?! Wow, that's incredible. I.. I'll figure something out. Why don't you drop the boys off at my office and it'll be okay. Good luck tonight!" The busyness in her voice was outmatched by the excitement now and it brought a small smile to his lips.

"Thanks, honey. I'll drop the boys off and I'll call you tomorrow." His smile widened when he sat up and saw Sharon approaching the car with her handful of bags.

"Love you, Dad."

"Love you too." He hung up and shifted to shove his phone in his pocket, settling back into his seat by the time Sharon reached the car and threw her stuff in the trunk.

Once she was settled into the car and the boys were buckled, Andy drove to Nicole's office and made sure she was okay with Tommy and Harry. She tried to ask him all sorts of questions before work pulled her under and he escaped quickly, returning to the car where Sharon was wrapping up a conversation with Rusty.

"All good?" he asked as he climbed back into the car and pulled out of the parking spot.

"All good." She smiled and dropped her phone into her purse. "I was reminding him we're having dinner and to make sure he'd be okay tonight."

"I'm guessing he'll be okay?"

"He'll be fine," she confirmed.

He smiled and drove them west toward the beach, finally arriving at a small but elegant beachside restaurant. He pulled up to the valet parking and quickly moved to the other side of the car to help Sharon out.

"Wow, Andy…" She looked at the restaurant and then at Andy as he handed the keys over.

"Do you like it?"

"It's… stunning. What are we celebrating?" She looped her arm through his and followed him inside.

"Well, your studio and students are doing wonderful. You had an amazing competition today. I love you." He shrugged and stepped up to the hostess with a small smile. "Reservation for two under Flynn."

"Welcome, Mr. Flynn. If you'll follow me to your table."

Andy flashed Sharon a small grin and squeezed her arm as they walked back to their table. It was on the patio overlooking the water. At high tide, the water reached close to the patio, giving them an amazing view with the moon reflecting off the water. Sharon stared at the view, oblivious to the fact that Andy had pulled her chair out.

"Honey?" She turned her head and blushed, a wide smile crossing her lips.

"This is amazing," she gasped as she finally took her seat.

Andy laughed and took his seat across from her, glancing out at the ocean to smile and nod. "I'm glad you like it. Nicole told me about it."

"She must have good taste." She laughed and picked up the menu, glancing at him over the top of it. He watched her for a moment before he turned to his own menu, still looking at her often because he couldn't look away for long.

They enjoyed a quiet dinner and then Andy tugged her down to the beach. In low tide, following the waterline took them further from the restaurant and gave them more privacy. She shivered in the night air and Andy started to pull his jacket off, but stopped and instead reached out to grab her arm.

"Andy?" She stopped walking and looked at him, her arms wrapping around herself.

He looked at her for a few moments and then glanced around. He hesitated a moment more and took her hand as he slowly got to the ground on one knee.

"Andy?" she repeated, her other hand coming to rest over his.

"Sharon." He smiled nervously up at her and squeezed her hand. "The first time I saw you when I took my grandsons to ballet, I thought you were amazing. Then we started dating and I fell absolutely head over heels in love with you." She laughed softly and his smile gained confidence. "And now… I would love to spend the rest of my life with you, Sharon. And I would love if you would agree to marry me."

"Andy…"

"Can we try something other than my name?" His smile faded a little as he watched her, his thumb stroking along her hand.

"Sorry." She squeezed his hand and managed a weak laugh. "I would love to marry you, Andy. I would be so happy to marry you."

"Really? God, you had me scared for a moment there." He fumbled around in his jacket pocket to pull out the ring box. "I should have done this a few minutes ago." He laughed a little and pulled the ring out, kissing her after he slid it on her finger.

She immediately tugged him up and kissed him deeply, her arms wrapping around his neck. "I can't wait to marry you and the ring is absolutely beautiful." She tilted her head to see the ring on her finger, smiling widely.

"I'm glad you like it. I had some long distance help from Emily." He smiled sheepishly and wrapped his arm around her waist.

"I can't believe you talked to my kids!" She pulled back to look at him, her surprise reflected in her wide eyes.

"Of course I did. They're you're kids and while it might not affect Ricky and Emily as much, Rusty still lives with you for now. I thought they would like some input." He smiled and kissed her softly.

"I knew I picked out the right guy." She smiled and returned the kiss. "Speaking of children, Rusty's out for the night if you wanted to… celebrate."

"I'll take you up on that, future Mrs. Flynn." He grinned and tucked the ring box back into his jacket.

He took her hand and pulled her back to the parking lot, exchanging the ticket for his car keys. Sharon lingered by his side, her arm looped through his again. When they finally climbed into his car, she leaned over and kissed him again, a small but content smile on her lips.

"I love you," she murmured against his lips.

"I love you too." He smiled and stroked her cheek before nudging her back into her seat and driving to her condo.