If You Cant Take The Heat

To Talk With William

Destiny's POV

He stood there silent for a few moments, just looking at me.

"Will, spit it out. Whatever it is, it can't be that bad," I said, trying to urge it out of him.

"Destiny, I just need to know how we are gonna work if you have a kid to take care of?" He asked.

William, William.

I stood there, smirking at him.

He scratched his head. He looked at his shoes, and then back up to me.

After three years, him being this nervous around me is something big. He must be like really frantic about this.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He stepped toward me.

"Des, if you are going to commit your life to this kid, I want to be a part of it." He said.

He got down on one knee.

HOLY CRAP!

"Destiny, will you marry me?" he asked.

He pulled out a black box, and in it was a ring.

"Will. . .wow," I said.

And with that, it all went black.
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