"Did we...?"
"Yeah."
"You sure...?
"Yeah."
"Huh." I glance at the large envelope I'm carrying and catch the glimmer of the gold ring on my finger before putting on my gloves. "Not nearly the fuss from what I've seen in the past."
We walk along the Waterfront, doing our best to avoid the ice and snow banks. It must be obvious to everyone who sees us that we're from out of town and strolling the sidewalks on a Tuesday morning in February. Myka has me bundled up in as many clothes as possible, perpetually worried that I shall get cold and complain. Whilst this is entirely true, it doesn't bother me how she tries so hard to keep me warm and happy.
"You want to go back to the hotel?"
"Not yet." Myka links our arms together, pressing herself close to me and strolls along the path. "Still in shock."
She understands I'm adverse to the immense cold, always bribing me with a hot coffee or tea, which is what she immediately does after noticing I want to continue walking. "Coffee? Tea?"
"Yeah, sounds lovely."
We linger for a moment longer overlooking the lake and then trudge up the hill towards the center of town. Everything is quiet and we calmly walk, not saying anything. The pair of us excel at silent communication; looks, nods, hands gestures and shifting of Myka's hips can sometimes tell me a whole lot more than words. I love that about her, how we don't always need to speak to fully express ourselves.
A quick walk up the hill brings us to a coffee shop where Myka grabs herself a rather large coffee and I stick to the largest tea I can find, partially to help keep my own hands toasty. With that walk up the hill, we soon return back down the hill to meander along the waterfront. It takes everything to keep Myka standing on her two feet, constantly slipping here or there and nearly spilling her precious coffee.
"Still can't believe it." Myka says. We find one bench from which the snow has been removed and sit down to look out at the frozen lake. She rests her head on my shoulder and takes my gloved hand. "What made you say, 'Let's do it now!'?"
I pause, leaning my cheek against the top of her head. "It seemed like the appropriate time and place."