Me: It's raining here in northern New York.

Ali: Yeah, it's kind of blech.

Me: But I'll make your lives happier-

Ali: And hornier!

Me: When mine are dull. And Ali you're stupid.

Ali: Cassie only owns the O/C's and the plot.

~Flashback~

I stared at him. "Come on! Tomorrow is our one month anniversary! It's really special! Have you ever had an anniversary with someone you really like?"

Gustavo slammed his hands on his desk. "No, I haven't. James can not have tomorrow off and that's final!"

The door to his office opened and Kelly walked in. "What's going on? Why is Dallas here?"

I turn to her, she'll be sympathetic. "Tomorrow is James and I's one month anniversary and I want us to do something special. But Gustavo won't give him the day off."

Kelly glared at Gustavo. "Yes he will. I'll help you plan it too."

Gustavo looked shocked as we walked out of his office. "If he doesn't show up he's fired."

Anger flared in my chest. I walk back and pick up his gold letter opener. I examined it and smiled. "You see this, right? Quite sharp. If my boyfriend were to, for example, even get yelled at bad things would happen this object. You might wake up with pain searing up a certain part of your body. You turn on the light and there this object is, shoved up that body part. Now I'll let your imagination wander about which body part I'm talking about. But let's not let that happen because, frankly, it would be as scarring for me as it would be for you."

I set the letter opener back and followed Kelly. I heard Gustavo yell for freight train. Kelly smiles at me. "You should be an actress. I was really convinced that you were threatening him. So what were you thinking of for your anniversary?"

-The Next Morning-

I felt someone shake me. I groaned and pulled one of my pillows over my head. They shook me again. I bolted up. "What?"

He had a hurt expression on his face. "I just wanted to wish you a happy one month-a-versary."

I pointed to the door and scooted over. "Close the door and come here."

He closed the door and kicked off his shoes. He climbed on and wrapped his arm around my waist under the covers. "I love you Dallas."

I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent. "I love you too."

He groaned. "This isn't fair."

I nuzzles my nose into his neck. "What isn't?"

He pulled me closer so that our bodies were right against each other. "Well, you're just in a tank-top and underwear." I stared into his hazel eyes cluelessly. "In your bed with the door closed." I hid a smile. "We're under the blankets and the only light is coming from the window."

I giggled. "Yeah." I dragged my foot lightly up his leg until I got to his knee. I heard his breath hitch as played with the waistband of his jeans. "What's your point?"

He flipped us both so that he's hovering over me and pressed his body against mine. "You know exactly what my point is."

I gave him a coy smile as I tangled my hands in his hair and pulled up my legs. I used my toes to pull his pants down. "So what are you going to do about it?"

His lips met mine and I started to unbutton his shirt. He's not wearing an undershirt. His lips left mine as he kissed in a trail down my neck. When he came to my collar bone he sucked and left a purple mark. His voice was husky. "You don't want to know what I'm going to do about it."

End of Flashback

I laid in my bed. Sunlight poured in through the window. The door swung open and two little girls came running in. They jumped on the bed.

Jazzy laid next to me. "Momma, we're hungry."

Mitchie nodded. She signed -Breakfast-.

I heard a familiar voice from the doorway. "Yeah, make us breakfast Momma."

I looked up to see the most amazing man I'd ever meet. "Why can't you make breakfast?"

He smirked and jumped on the bed. "Because you're the mom, that's what mom's do."

He laid next to me and propped his head up on his elbow. I laid my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes. "But mom wants to sleep."

Jazzmin groaned and shook my arm. "But Mitchie and I want food!"

I opened my eyes, sat up, and smiled at her. "Guess who's coming to visit Jazzmin?"

Jazzy smiled. "Who?"

I held up my hands. "The tickle monster!"

I tickled her and she wiggled around and laughed. "Stop it momma!"

I picked her up and hugged her. "I suppose."

She jumped off the bed and Mitchie followed her. "We'll get dressed."

They ran out and I collapsed back onto my pillows. James moved a strand of my face and stared into my eyes with his beautiful hazel eyes. "Remember the last time we were in this bed?"

I sat up and put my head in my hands. "I wish we hadn't. But if we hadn't we wouldn't have the two best daughters in the world."

I felt him rub my back. "We can't take it back. I wouldn't trade it for anything. Wouldn't trade you for anything."

I took my head from my hands and looked back up at him. "Why? I'm a terrible person, you could do so much better."

He took one of my hands. "You're not a terrible person."

I felt my eyes sting. "Yes I am. I left you without telling you anything. For the past two and a half years I didn't contact you at all. I couldn't even develop one of them right. She'll probably never talk and she has seizures-"

He placed a finger on my lips. "Stop. You did what you thought was right. And Mitchie is perfect. You can't blame yourself for that. I love you Dallas, I'm not some jack-ass who is going to ignore you for the rest of my life because you made a couple mistakes. I used to be a player, a womanizer. I didn't care about anything except myself and hair products. But then I met you. You changed me. You're my world Dallas. I see the stars in your eyes and they shine brighter than the sun. You're unique, kind, beautiful beyond compare. You're my best friend. You're my fiancé."

I moved his hand from my lips. "What?"

He pulled a purple gift box with a bow on it from the pocket of his jeans. "Today would have been our three year anniversary."

I sat pretzel legged like him and he handed me the box. I took the top off and inside was a black velvet box. The kind for rings. I took it out and set the purple box down on the bed. "James, what is this?"

He took it and pulled me to the end of the bed and made me stand in front of him. He got down on his right knee and opened the box. Nestled in the off-white satin was a ring. And engagement ring.

If you guys want to see what the ring looks like I have the link on my profile at the very bottom. Please review! I'm begging you!