We had been dating 2 years today. I had set up a dinner with all her favorite foods at her favorite spot pon the beach. I was ready. The black velvet box was heavy in my pocket, but also light. Elena looked stunning tonight in her light blue dress, and her hair fell in long, loose waves down her back. She was a knockout. I had meant to wait until after dinner to propse. But when I saw her, I just couldn't. I needed her too much. I got right down on my knee and said "Elena Castillo Flores, will you do me the honor of being my wife?" Elena put her hand to mouth in shock as tears filled both of our eyes and escaped them. "Yes! Oh, my god, yes!" She barely let me slide the diamond ring up her finger before she slammed against me and kissed me so sexually I was almost afraid of arrest. But I didn't care. I loved Elena, and now, we were going to be married. Life was perfect, and the ring sparkling on her finger in the fading sun.