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The party was a huge success, but my father and I's interaction was not. I was giving up on the inside man idea because I knew with all that I had said that he would never believe me even if I tried. Alexis and I hadn't spent much time together since I had started my new job. Whenever we did talk, it was something neutral and whenever she tried to bring up my father, I would quick change the subject.
Christmas was rapidly approaching and Alexis was almost fully moved in. Her and I, mostly her, had picked out furniture that she liked. It was our apartment and I wanted her to feel absolutely comfortable and at home. She invited me to spend the holiday with her family and the detectives' families in the Hampton's at her father's beach house. I had agreed after the begging and pleading eyes I received. I just could not say no. It was decided that Alexis and I would drive up on Tuesday, the day before, and that I would leave on Thursday, the day after. I had a press conference that day over budget and had to make an announcement to the press while the speaker of the council was out on vacation.
It was Tuesday morning, I had a little while before we had to hit the road, and I was out on the streets doing some last minute shopping. I had everyone's gifts except for one more thing for Alexis.
I walked into Tiffany's.
"Hello Sir. How may I help you?" The middle-aged man behind the counter asked.
"I need to get a Christmas present for my girlfriend."
"Do you know what you're looking for?"
"No. Not really."
"Let me go in the back and get some examples to choose from."
"Thanks." I said perusing the glass cases.
I walked around until I saw the most beautiful ring. It was so Alexis, classy and elegant, yet simple.
"Here we have some choices." He said sitting the boxes on the case.
"Can I see that ring?" I said pointing to it.
"Of course." He unlocked the case and pulled the ring out of its holder, handing it to me.
"It's perfect." I said looking at the simple platinum band with the average to huge sized, round diamond.
"It's an engagement ring."
I looked up at him and back down to the ring. Was I ready to propose? Would she even say yes? What would her father say? Were we too young? Those were the questions that raced through my head until one singular image made an appearance. Alexis, and I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.
"I want it."