Sequel: The Theft ›
Status: Going going going. :3
Ain't Love Grand
Eighteen
"Hey, Morg?" Dan asked me as we trailed behind the group, walking the streets of Chicago to get to the basement we had rented for a party. Cam had flown out, Mark was going to come, as well as his wife. Several of my co-workers from Victory, and a few other friends were also joining us to celebrate.
"Yeah, babe?" I asked him.
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," I replied. He lifted my hand in his and kissed it softly. "Do you have a light?" He wordlessly slipped a lighter out of his pocket and lit the cigarrette in my mouth. "Thanks, babe."
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"Jacobs, your moment has come at last," Brian said with a wink.
"You think so, man?" Dan asked, biting his lower lip.
"Now or never, bro," Matt Shadows yelled across the room, while Matt and Jason Berry nodded enthusiastically.
Dan closed his eyes, swallowed, nodded, and opened them again. "Cut the music, bro."
The room fell silent as everyone turned to look at Dan and I. I was staring, confused, at Dan, who was staring nervously back. He slowly got down on one knee and took my hand while another held an open ring box with a silver and diamond ring staring out. "Morgan Daniella Michaels, will you marry me?"
I stared, then blinked rapidly. "Stand up," I told him. He looked disappointed as he stood. I grabbed his chin and kissed him hard. "I wasn't going to go all the way down there to kiss you, now was I?" I asked him.
"Is this a yes?" he asked hesitantly.
"This is a yes," I assured him, kissing him hard while the rest of the room cheered.
"Yeah, babe?" I asked him.
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," I replied. He lifted my hand in his and kissed it softly. "Do you have a light?" He wordlessly slipped a lighter out of his pocket and lit the cigarrette in my mouth. "Thanks, babe."
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"Jacobs, your moment has come at last," Brian said with a wink.
"You think so, man?" Dan asked, biting his lower lip.
"Now or never, bro," Matt Shadows yelled across the room, while Matt and Jason Berry nodded enthusiastically.
Dan closed his eyes, swallowed, nodded, and opened them again. "Cut the music, bro."
The room fell silent as everyone turned to look at Dan and I. I was staring, confused, at Dan, who was staring nervously back. He slowly got down on one knee and took my hand while another held an open ring box with a silver and diamond ring staring out. "Morgan Daniella Michaels, will you marry me?"
I stared, then blinked rapidly. "Stand up," I told him. He looked disappointed as he stood. I grabbed his chin and kissed him hard. "I wasn't going to go all the way down there to kiss you, now was I?" I asked him.
"Is this a yes?" he asked hesitantly.
"This is a yes," I assured him, kissing him hard while the rest of the room cheered.
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And now, I start posting The Theft.Phew.