Jenna watched Sam carefully over the rim of her wine glass as she sipped the juice. Jackson tried to grab the glass from her hand “You want some?” She held the glass to his mouth and carefully tipped it so he just barely tasted it. He bounced excitedly saying “More, more.”
Sam laughed “Great, now everyone will think we are feeding him booze when he goes nuts every time someone has a wine glass. Won’t he be disappointed to discover when he’s eighteen that his moms have been letting him drink sparking grape juice from a wine glass?”
Jenna giggled. “I won’t tell him if you don’t.” She eyed Sam again. “Are those new jeans?” She asked.
“Nope. I can finally fit my fat ass back in to them though. It’s only taking me fourteen months to get back to the size I was before I got pregnant with Jackson.” She frowned with fake disgust at the little boy. “You wreaked havoc on my ass son.” She patted his chubby cheek and smiled with affection. “I don’t mind too much though because I wouldn’t trade you for a size four pair of jeans.”
Jenna smiled as she let her eyes run down Sam’s long legs and then back up to her ass while she was turned away stirring something on the stove. “Well, for the record, I am in love with your ass and everything else about you.”
Sam smiled over her shoulder at her. Let’s hope so because I don’t think I could take it if you don’t say yes tonight.
Jenna strapped little Jackson in his high chair and sat dutifully at the table while Sam brought the food to her. She kept a watchful eye on Sam as they ate dinner and chatted. She’s up to something, what could it be?
After dinner, Sam shooed Jenna into the living room to relax on the couch. She picked up Jackson, pulled the ring out of a drawer in the kitchen and stepped against the wall just on the other side of the living room. She whispered into the little boy’s ear “Go take this to mommy ok? Go take it to mommy.” She put the box in the little boy’s hand and stood him down on the floor, directing him to the living room. “Take it to mommy” she whispered.
A few second later, she heard Jenna’s voice “What do you have Jackson Shawn? Give it to mommy. Now where in the world did you find….” Sam heard nothing but silence so she stepped around the corner into the living room. Jenna was kneeling on the floor, the box was open and she was staring at the ring.
Sam knelt down beside her, taking the box from her hand and pulling the ring out. She reached for Jenna’s hand and Jenna looked up at her with tears in her eyes. “Jenna. I love you more than I ever thought I could love another person. You have been with me through the darkest times of my life, when Jake died and my parents walked away from me. You’ve been there with me for the birth of one son, you’ve opened your heart and my mind to another son and you are carrying our new little baby. I want to marry you. I want you to be my wife, will you?” She held out the ring.
Tears rolled down Jenna’s face as she reached for Sam. “There is nothing that I would love more in this world than to be your wife and for you to be mine. Yes, I will marry you if you promise to never stop loving me.” She kissed Sam with such force that she almost knocked her backwards on to the floor.
“Careful, our son is still up. As soon as he goes to bed, we can go to bed too.” Sam held Jenna’s hand with her left hand and carefully slid the ring on her finger, bringing it to her mouth and kissing it. “I love you.”
Jenna captured Sam’s face with her hands and kissed her deeply again. “You make me so happy, I can’t express it with words. I need to show you.” She stared into Sam’s eyes for a minute. “I’ll get the baby ready for bed.”
Sam reached out and pulled her back before she could get up. “One more kiss.” She said before leaning to her. She savored the softness of Jenna’s lips for a moment. “Okay, go get him ready for bed and I’ll meet you in there to tell him goodnight.”
Thirty minutes later, the baby was bathed and in his pajamas. Sam entered his room and found Jenna had just laid him down in his bed. “Goodnight baby boy. Mommy and mama love you so much.” She bent down and kissed him. Jenna leaned down, kissing his cheek. “Mama will see you in the morning.” She turned, reaching for Sam’s hand and led her out of the room.
They walked without speaking until Sam pulled them to a stop in front their bedroom door. “I want this to be a night you never forget.” She slowly opened the door, stepping aside so Jenna could walk in.
The only light in the room came from candles lit on one of the dressers. The TV was running the fireplace screen saver and the iPod was playing softly in the background. The bed was covered with little strips of red paper. Jenna looked around the room, tears gathering in her eyes as she reached for one of the red bits of paper, holding it up to look at it. On it was a sentence written in Sam’s handwriting. Your beautiful eyes. She picked up another one. Your gentle heart. She looked up at Sam with questioning eyes.
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