Despite cutting ties with my brother and having a broken relationship with Dean, everything was going quite smooth. I worked with my mother in our family flower shop. I enjoyed being around flowers and I loved them dearly. I would sometimes escape to here after a long day or a bad one and just smell the flowers. It helped calm me down.
My mother saw I was idly looking at the flowers, not doing much.
"Desiree, you don't mind if I talk to you for a minute?" she said.
"Sure. What's up?"
"I've been worried about you. And Dean," she said. "Have you guys kept in contact?"
"He called me today. He checked up on me and Dave. He's in Nashville," I said.
"That's good. You two just friends now?"
"Yeah."
"I'm not trying to rush you two into anything, but I was honestly looking forward to seeing you guys together," Mom said.
"I know. I love him so much," I said.
"You should talk to him again soon if you have the chance. Make things right again. I'll make sure your brother stays the hell out of your buisiness," she continued.
"He's the damn reason why everything happend," I said, now getting angry. "It's all his damn fault!"
"Calm down, Desiree. I understand," my mom said, watering some flowers.
"Dean and I tried twice to have another baby, but..." my voice trailed off.
My mom stopped watering the plants and hugged me.
"It's okay," she said, soothing me. "You'll have a baby soon. But first, you guys have to work out your problems."
I was cooking dinner when my cell phone rang. It was Dean. I anxiously answered it.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey. How's it going?" Dean said.
"It's going good," I said, smiling a little. "But you did call earlier."
"I know I did. I had to call you again because I can't stop thinking about you. And I want to make things right again," Dean said.
"Me too," I said.
"I want to be with you. Forever. No bullshit. I need you, Desiree," Dean continued.
"I want to be with you, too. I miss you so much," I said. Tears were now in my eyes.
"I'll be home soon."
Valentine's Day came around.
I was getting sick of watching lovey shows and movies about love and what not. It reminded me of Dean. I placed a hand on my empty stomach. I haven't talked to my brother in weeks. I didn't hate him. I did forgive him. But I couldn't be in his prescence. I avoided him as much as I could.
I was lost in thought again.
Knock knock.
I saw Dave run to answer the door.
"Dave! What did I tell you about answering the door?" I said.
I turned the corner and saw that certain somebody I couldn't stop thinking about.
I ran into Dean's arms. He swung me around a few times and kissed me.
"Ewww," Dave said.
"Dean," I said. I was at a lost for words.
"I've missed you. And Dave, too. How have you been?"
"I've been okay," I said.
"Just okay? I'm taking you out to eat," Dean said.
Once I got settled into the car, Dean closed my got in the car.
"Oh," he said, reaching in the backseat. He had a bouquet of flowers. "For you."
"Dean," I said, gracefully taking the flowers. They spelled great. "Thank you."
"Happy Valentine's Day."
Dean took me to an Italian restaurant. I've been dying to go, but couldn't.
I ordered lasagna while Dean ordered spaghetti. And boy did he look funny eating it. Every time he would pick up a forkful it would either slip or some would get on his face.
"Damn," he said.
I giggled.
"What?"
"Why are you so damn sloppy when it comes to spaghetti?" I said.
I stole a meatball off of his plate.
"Now see here woman," he said, trying to get it back.
"Nope," I said, eating the meatball.
"Damn," he said again.
After dinner, Dean decided to take me to my favorite park down the street from the house. We sat sideways on the bench at a table, with Dean behind me, hugging me tight from behind.
"I want to be able to do this more often with you," Dean said.
"Me too," I said.
We sat there, my fingers entangled in his. His fingers entangled into mine.
"Desiree," he finally said speaking up.
"Yes?"
He stopped hugging me and got up. I turned to face him.
He pulled a black box out of his jacket pocket and got down on one knee. He opened the box to reveal the ruby ring that he first gave me when he first proposed.
I put my hands to my mouth and started to cry.
"Desiree," Dean started. "I know we've been through a lot. But you know that no matter what, I will always love you. You are my heart and soul. My backbone. My love. I promist to never, EVER, hurt you. Will you marry me?"
"YES, YES, YES!" I said
Dean took the ring out of the box and placed it on my ring finger.
We kissed for what seemed like hours.
"Let's go home and celebrate, shall we?" Dean said, picking me up.
Unfortunately, Dean had to leave the next day. I wanted him to lay with me all day in the bed and make love again but he had to leave.
A few days have passed and I found myself feeling woozy and sick. I had my mom get me a home pregnancy test.
"What does it say?" she asked me.
I was sitting on the edge of the tub looking at the results with tears in my eyes. I got up and opened the door to hug my mom.
"You're going to be a grandma again."
Look for the sequel "You and Me" for Part 2 of this story. :)