My words fall on empty air, as he has already exited the room like a cool breeze.
“That’s weird,” I say, turning back to Trent. “He got out of here in a hurry.”
“Just wants to give us some time alone, I expect,” he says. “So tell. How did the night go? How was Daniel? Is he going to be ready for ‘the show,’ do you think? After all, he’s going to be head chef at a very prestigious restaurant in the not-to-distant future.”
“He’ll do great,” I say. “The restaurant will be great. Everything’s great. I can’t believe how great actually.”
Trent takes me in his arms and we kiss. Then he steps back and goes to one knee in front of me. Believe me, even when you’ve seen it in the movies and on television a thousand times, when it happens to you in real life, your breath just stops right in your throat.
“Stephanie White,” he says, producing a small box from his inside coat pocket and opening it. All the light in the room seems to leap into the box and the ring it contains. “Will you marry me?”
Speaking of movies and television, those scenes of the woman taking the proposal by becoming happily weepy? That’s a true thing, too.
“Yes,” I whisper, then manage to repeat it slightly louder. “Yes!”
He slips the ring onto my finger, rises and we kiss again, deeper this time, more passionately. It promises of some fine things indeed later on tonight.
“I have dinner ready,” he says, then grins. “For good or for ill. Go easy on me, though, okay? I’m only a novice here.”
“I’m sure it’ll be wonderful,” I assure him.
“Thanks for the faith. Come on, we’d better eat before it gets cold.”
“Wait,” I say. “One thing. I have something for you.” I go into my purse and extract a small box of my own.
He eyes it curiously.
“Should I open it right now?” he asks.
I nod. “You’ll be glad you did.”
“Okay,” he says cautiously, and removes the lid.
Inside is a tiny pink onesie. “Daddy’s Little Girl” is embroidered across the front.
He looks up quickly.
“Are you sure?” he asks, beaming.
“I wanted to surprise you,” I tell him.
He sweeps me into his arms again and kisses me harder than ever.
“Happy?” I ask when our lips finally part.
“Never been more so,” he says. “But no more surprises for a little while, okay?”
“Trust me, I’ve had enough to last me for a long time,” I say.
“Glad to hear it,” he returns. “Now, about dinner…”
“Oh, yes, I’ve been looking forward to it.”
We walk off arm in arm, not just to the dining room, but to a future better than either of us had ever expected.
There would be surprises, of course. There always are. That’s just life. But having someone with whom to navigate the waters of those surprises makes all the difference in the world.
The End
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