Chapter 2

'A Surprise For You'

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Few weeks later…

"Margaret!" Andrew shouts.

"Huh?" she is still half asleep.

"Margaret…Oh Margaret…"

"What? Andrew…honey please! Don't make me get up this early on a Saturday." She rolls over and pulls the covers over her head.

"I have a surprise for you. Please join me?" Andrew smiles as he slowly moves the covers away from her face. He places a soft kiss on her cheek making her blush.

"Oh alright. I suppose I will get up and go somewhere with you, but wh…whoa… that was strange." She began to feel dizzy and suddenly a wave a nausea overcame her. "Oh no…" She stood up and rushed to the bathroom. Her dinner began to return and she was not liking it at all, of course who does like being sick?

"Margaret? Are you okay?"

"Damn Chinese dinner! I knew I shouldn't have ate those egg rolls." She begins cursing her dinner and everything she had ate the previous day. "I'm fine…don't worry about me, its just I ate a bad dinner that's all."

"I thought you loved Chinese?" He was concerned. All those afternoons they had eaten Chinese at lunch in her office together, and not once had she ever gotten this sick from it.

"Ya well… it probably was the drinks we had after work, remember?" She wiped her mouth and brushed her teeth.

"Right."

…

Later that afternoon while driving to the mall…

"Andrew where are you taking me?"

"You will soon see." He pulls into the mall.

"Wait…shopping? We are going shopping? Andrew you know I hate shopping!" She protests.

"You might say that…" He opens her door for her and takes her hand as they walk into the mall towards the jewelry store.

She looked confused. "Honey I thought we agreed not to do this…"

"Shh…don't speak. Just accept my gift to you." He kissed her softly on her sweet lips.

A lady walks up to the counter and looks at the happy couple. "May I help you?"

"Um yes I had placed an order a few days back for Andrew Paxton."

"Oh right, Mr. Paxton. One second…" She reaches under the counter and pulls out a small box. "Here we are."

Andrew takes the small velvet covered box from her and hands it to Margaret. She opens the box and tears fill her eyes. "Oh its so beautiful. Thank you Andrew."

Inside the box was a golden diamond ring. Andrew takes it from the box and places it on her left ring finger. "A perfect fit." He places a kiss upon her palm. "I love you Margaret Paxton." The small tears turned into a slow waterfall. "Don't cry sweetie." He wiped away her tears.

"If you don't mind me asking, when are the two of you celebrating the big day?" The lady asked.

"What big day?" then it hit her. "Oh you mean the wedding? Right… actually we are planning on getting married at Andrews parents house in Alaska." Technically speaking they were already married at the courthouse, but the Paxtons had bigger plans for a proper wedding.

"Alaska…wow that sounds romantic. Well congratulations to you both."

"Thank you." They both said.

"So shall we go dine now sweetie?" Andrew looked at Margaret who was still staring at the ring.

"Yes." She takes his hand with her own and they walk to the car.

"Where would you like to eat?"

"Well I definitely don't want Chinese again." Her stomach made a loud grumbling noise. 'Oh no not again' she thought.

"Something wrong?" He seen she was holding her stomach.

"No, you know what… I was thinking how about we go back home and I cook us something. Ya know, a nice home cooked meal." She smiled.

"Since when do you cook?" He was confused.

"Well I have lived on my own since I was 16." Suddenly another wave a nausea hit her. "Andrew! Pull over please!"

"What? In the middle of traffic? I cant just pull over sweetie."

She looked at him until she couldn't hold it in anymore. Everything came back up from the bagels at breakfast, all over the car and all over Andrew.

"Oh… what the hell? Margaret! Honey? Really? I mean come on…"

She felt bad she really did but she couldn't hold it back anymore.

"I'm covered in puke!"

"I'm so sorry!" She laid her head back on the car seat trying to get rid of her now throbbing headache.

"Margaret, would you like me to take you to the hospital?"

"No!" She raised her voice at him. "No hospitals! I hate those places!"

"Margaret you are sick, and you are running a fever! Either I'm taking you to the hospital or I'm taking you home, make your choice!"

"Just take me home."

He hated seeing her like this. He had no choice, for he knew she hated hospitals, and he vowed to never force her into doing something she didn't want to do. He pulled into their home and carefully picked her up and carried her inside. She had fallen asleep somewhere along the drive home. He laid her on their bed and removed her shoes. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "I love you sweetie." Then went to change his puke covered clothes.