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Oh my God! Is this really happening?
“What?” I whisper.
“I love you, Violet.” Brad grabs my hand. “I want to spend forever with you. Would you do me the greatest honor on Earth and be my wife?”
Unable to get words out, I nod in response.
Brad stands and takes my left hand, gently sliding the ring on my finger. “Say yes, Violet,” he pleads. “I need to hear yousayit.”
“Y-y-yes.” I clear my throat. “Yes, Brad, yes!”
Brad picks me up and spins me around with excitement. Laughing, he gently lowers me before cupping the back of my neck. His lips descend on mine, and his tongue swipes the seam of mine, demanding entry. I throw my arms around his neck and open up to him, putting all my love into the kiss.
Applause breaks out around us, reminding me of where we are and that we’re not alone. Panting, we both step back from each other.
“Thank you.” He smiles. “You’ve made me the happiest man. I’ll be the best husband you deserve, and you’ll never want for anything.”
“I don’t want anything but you,” I say shyly.
“Let’s finish our dessert and go back and tell your parents.” He pulls out my chair and waits until I’m seated before sitting back down. “When do you want to get married?”
I scoop a spoonful of tiramisu, but my hand stops midway to my mouth. “We just got engaged, Brad,” I answer. “I’m still in shock. I had no idea you were planning this. You surprised me.”
“You’re happy though, right?”
“Extremely happy.”
“Good, I only want you to be happy, Violet. We can figure out the details later.” He clasps my left hand, rubbing his thumb over the diamond. “We can still tell your parents tonight, can’t we?”
I nod, finishing the bite in my mouth before I swallow. “That would be nice. I don’t want to show up to church on Sunday wearing a ring and neither of them know.”
After we finish our dessert, Brad pays the bill, and then he ushers me into his car. Twenty minutes later, we pull into my parent’s driveway. Normally, during the school year, I don’t come home until Sunday, so I know they won’t be expecting me.
I use my house key to open the door, calling out to my parents as I enter. “Mom, Dad… Brad and I are here.”
“Honey, what are you doing home?” Mom queries, pulling me in for a quick hug. “We weren’t expecting you until Sunday morning.” She smiles at my fiancé. “It’s good to see you, Brad.”
Brad tips his head in greeting. “Good evening, Mrs. Simpson.”
“Where’s Dad?” I ask.
“He’s in his study preparing for Sunday’s service.” Mom wrings her hands nervously. “Is everything okay? It’s not like you to drop by unexpectedly without calling.”
“Mrs. Simpson, everything is fine,” Brad reassures. “We went to the Italian restaurant that I took Violet to on our first date. Since we were close, we thought we’d drop by before I take her home for the night.”
“Oh, how lovely. I hope you had a nice time.”
“A fabulous time.” I reach back to take Brad’s hand in mine. “Can you go get Dad? Brad and I want to talk to you both about something.”
My mom’s eyebrows raise in suspicion, but she doesn’t ask any questions. “I’ll go get him. Why don’t you two go into the living room?”
Brad and I sit on the couch, and my knee bounces with nervous energy as we wait for my parents. Brad lays his hand on my thigh.
“Hey, it’s gonna be fine.”
“I know. I’m just excited to tell them.”
Ever since Brad and I started dating, my parents have told anyone and everyone who would listen about how happy they are that I met such an upstanding member of our church community, and they can’t imagine me with anyone else. And I’m pretty sure my mom has been secretly planning a wedding for the last three months.
