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“Oh yeah?” I reply, a shiver racing down my spine.
“You look amazing, too.”
“So do you,” I answer breathlessly.
“Thanks, but I could do with never wearing a tux again.”
I laugh and shake my head. “Sorry, baby, it’s probably going to happen again. I’m kind of a big deal.”
He sighs in mock exasperation and gives me a smile. “Fine. I guess I can be your arm candy for a while longer.”
“Gee, thanks,” I answer sarcastically and we both laugh. Something catches my eye and I turn to see Chris leading April outside; she gives me a smile and I wink back at her.
Little does she know…
“Is he doing it now?” Warren asks me without looking over and I nod in confirmation. Like a unit, all of our friends try to subtly follow to where we can spy them on the balcony, Chris is facing her and talking and she’s looking out at the city, completely oblivious to what’s about to happen.
Finally, Chris gets down on one knee and April’s hand shoots to her mouth. I can’t see her face, but judging by Chris’s smile, I’m sure it’s a good look.
She jumps a little and we hear a loud squeal then, “Yes!”
As a group, we all break into cheers, and then being the good friends that we are, we let them have their moment for about twenty seconds before we converge on the balcony and give hugs to the happy couple.
When everyone settles down, Warren looks over at me and smiles, pulling me to the side and dips a hand into his pocket. “I have something for you.” He pulls out a slip of paper and my heart thumps in my chest.
I give him a small smile and unfold the paper.
Gloriously breathtaking
My cautious heart is quaking
To have you as my own
Stealing moments, all alone
My adoration awaking
“I love you,” he says.
“I love you too,” I reply warmly and lean into his hands that cup my cheeks. “Thank you for being so amazing.”
“I always want to be amazing for you, Janie.”
“You are.” I lean up and kiss him on the mouth.
“How do you feel about Italy?” he asks randomly and I frown.
“Um, neutral, I suppose.”
He smiles and asks, “How would you feel about going there next year? See some countryside, eat some food, see some galleries…”
“Wait.” I grip his hands and gape. “Your work is going to Italy?”
He laughs and nods. “Yup.”
“Warren!” I squeal and jump into his arms, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and holding tight. “I’m so happy for you!”
“Forus,”he corrects. “Always us.”
