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Exiting out of the Facebook app, I checked my emails while I waited for Jeremiah to call and let me know I could come inside. Business was doing exceptionally well at WCSF. With the new staff members on board, the adjustment of me stepping down as managing partner and giving that title to both Nova and Allegra was easy for everyone. Jeremiah and I had been enjoying our temporary break. Instead of working from home, we decided to take some time to enjoy life and each other. So for the past month or so, the only work we’d been doing was looking for a building for Wilson Simpson and Co.
I finally found one that I loved, and Jeremiah approved, so he purchased it for me even though I insisted on going half for it. I was sitting in the parking lot now waiting to do an independent walk-through now that we’d finally closed the deal and gotten our keys. He said he wanted to go through it himself first to make sure everything was okay, and I appreciated him for that.
After scrolling through emails for another five minutes or so, I finally got that call from Jeremiah. Excitement immediately filled me. This building was the complete opposite of WCSF, and that’s why I loved it so much. It wasn’t tall, with several floors and a glass design; it had two stories with a standard office design that I couldn’t wait to spruce up with my skills.
The low hum that was escaping me turned into a gasp when I opened the door and saw what my Jerry had been up to. Candles flickered and a rose petal aisle led me to where he was standing—the space that would be my office.
Inside, Jeremiah had created a romantic ambiance that immediately brought tears to my eyes. Adele’s “One and Only” played in the background. There was a round table in the center of the room where he was seated. Candles and rose petals were scattered across it.
“Come have a seat, Angel.”
After pulling my chair back, Jeremiah returned to his seat. He didn’t speak right away, allowing the words of the song to reach my heart. The longer I listened, the more I realized what he was doing. I couldn’t help but laugh lightly and wipe fresh tears as the song ended. Every word had seeped into my heart and mind, and I was ready and willing to take on the dare of keeping Jeremiah as my one and only and committing to him.
“Do you remember when we went out and you said you’d know I was serious about a woman when I made a grand gesture?” he asked, and I knew the exact moment he was referring to.
It was just before I’d committed to Nova years ago. We were talking about love after watching a rom-com. I told him I wouldn’t believe he was seriously in love with a woman until he made a grand gesture like in the movies because of how he never had serious relationships. Even with the wining and dining he did while dating and having a sexual relationship with a woman, commitment was a completely different thing. He told me, if the time ever came, he’d do the grand gesture that would show his woman how serious he was about taking things to the next level.
And he was doing that for me.
My Jerry.
My soul mate.
My life partner.
“Yes, I remember.”
“Today, I’m going to love you in every one of those love languages you love so much. Then, I’m going to ask you to be my woman, and you’re going to say yes. Does that sound good to you?”
“Yes,” I whispered, voice trembling.
I was happy… so happy. And at peace… deeply. On my own. But Jeremiah… Jeremiah was a man who increased those things within me. I wanted to find healing and happiness, and I’d done so with him as my anchor. He could have asked me for just about anything at this moment and the answer would be a resounding yes.
And so, he did what he said.
Jeremiah combined gifts with words of affirmation. Along with a new promise ring for my right ring finger, he gave me one hundred envelopes, all of which had a hundred-dollar bill in them. As I opened each one, he gave me a reason he loved and wanted to be with me. One hundred reasons why he loved me.Me. I was happier about that than the money, but I was sure going to enjoy spending every bill.
He took me over to the corner of the office, where a massage table was positioned. On it, he offered me service and physical touch that relaxed every muscle in my body and put me to sleep. Afterward, we spent more quality time together during dinner, which ended with a large bouquet of red roses being delivered along with a bottle of champagne for us to share.
The live band began to play “One and Only” again, and I shivered in anticipation of what was going to come.
It was time.
Jeremiah stood and rounded the table, taking me by the hand. I thought I’d be nervous when this happened, but I wasn’t. I was actually quite calm. That further confirmed the fact that Jeremiah was the one.
On the list my father gave me, he wrote at the top,God is not the Author of confusion, neither is love. When it comes down to the man you’re supposed to spend the rest of your life with, you won’t feel nervous or confused, you’ll be calm and at peace.
The four questions he wanted me to ask myself were: who do I trust, who has my back, who makes my life better, and who increases my peace? The answers took no thought. Jeremiah was the answer to every question.
We made our way to the dancefloor, where we began a sway that made everyone else in the room disappear.
“All of this for little ol’ me?”
Jeremiah gave me that sexy chuckle that I’d fallen in love with. “Everything for you, Angel.” He held me closer. “I love you always, in all the ways. I love you forever, however. Will you officially be mine?”
“Yes, Jeremiah.” The happy giggle that escaped me caused me to tug my bottom lip into my mouth, but I still smiled. “I would love to be yours.”
His hands cupped my cheeks, and he tilted my head, covering my lips with his.
“I love you,” I muttered against his lips before kissing them again. “Thank you for making it safe to love again.”
Our lips reconnected, and I lost myself in him, as I often did. And that was okay. Because Jeremiah had always been my haven, and now, I had no doubts that he’d be the man I’d spend my forever with.
The End
