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“What did she say?”
“Why aren’t you having this conversation with her?”
“You know that saying, don’t ask a question you don’t have the answer for.”
“Uh-huh.” She looked at him and he looked lost. “She’d better not find out about this meeting.”
“I promise.”
“Okay, she said she’s in love with you.”
His face lit up like the Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center. “Then why hasn’t she said anything?”
“Do you love her?” His silence was worth a million dollars. “You’re as bad as she is. So instead of talking to her, you’re talking to me. Well, do you love her?”
“Yes.”
“And you haven’t told her because…” He shifted in his seat. “You can sit here and ask me questions, and we both can speculate, but the only person that can answer your question, is Kyla.”
“Being in love with me is great, but has she said anything about wanting to get married?”
“Not exactly. But not all relationships lead to marriage. Some just get you ready for the one that will.” She sipped her coffee.
“I thought you wanted to see us together?”
“I also want my husband to be more compassionate, but I can’t make that happen, either. It’s up to you two. What is your Spirit telling you? Is it telling you Kyla’s your wife? Or are you trying to make something happen because you’re desperate?”
“I’m not desperate,” he protested.
“No, you’re just a man in love who’s afraid to talk to his girlfriend.”
He nodded. “You’re right.” He looked at his watch. “I’m in love with her and I need to tell her, and I will. Do you have to hurry back?”
“What do you need?”
“I want to show you something.”
They walked south on Fifty-Second Street to Fifth Avenue, made a left and walked down to Harry Winston. They stopped at the first display case. “Please tell me we’re not going inside to look at what I think we are?”
“Come on,” he took her hand and dragged her into the store and headed over to the counter and waited. He looked around and spotted the gentleman that had helped him earlier.
The salesman recognized him. “Hello, Mr. Prescott.”
“Hello, Dennis. Do you still have the ring?”
“Yes, let me get it.”
Trina waited for Dennis to walk away before addressing Sean. “Are you sure about this?”
“No. That’s why I brought you.”
Dennis returned and put the tray on the counter.
“You can show me every ring in Manhattan and the answer is always going to be same, I don’t…,” Trina’s mouth dropped open as she watched Dennis place the beautiful diamond ring on the velvet tray.
“Would you like to try it?” Dennis asked Trina.
“Oh, God yes.” He slipped the ring on her finger and she held her hand up admiring the it.
