His Mafia Princess

Twenty

I woke up and Chris wasn't in bed. "Chris." I heard the water turn off. "Good morning." He said as he walked over and kissed me. "Come back to bed." I said.

"Julie come on. I have a surprise for you." He walked into the closet. "Is it getting to sleep in with in my boyfriend and Paris?"

"No it's better up and change. And put on a bathing suit." A bathing suit? Weird. I put on this cute bathing suit and white dress.

I put on these heels and curled my hair with some light makeup.

I walked out and downstairs. Chris was outside sitting reading something with a drink in his hand. "So what are we doing today?" I asked. I came up behind him and rested my head on his shoulder and let my arms fall on his suit jacket. He stood up.

"I have a surprise for you. Think of it as an early birthday present." I didn't think he knew. "How did you know my birthday?"

He kissed my cheek. "Like I said. I did keep tabs on you." He grabbed my hand and lead me to the car. It was February 12th My birthday is February 14th. Valentines day. "So I figured we can celebrate your birthday the next two days then we can celebrate both your birthday and Valentines day."

"Okay." I said. "And then I'm gonna spoil you for the rest of the week." I smiled. We drove somewhere but I couldn't tell where.

When we got there he lead me out of the car and covered my eyes. "You ready?"

"Yes." He uncovered my eyes and saw this huge yacht.

"Chris!" It's beautiful. Especially more since we slept until 2 pm and between us getting ready and the ride there it was gonna get dark soon. "Come on." He grabbed my hand and lead me on the boat. "Chris this is amazing."

The boat started moving and I walked over to the edge to look at the water. I could see myself in the reflection of it. Chris came behind me with champagne.

Yacht and champagne. It reminds me of the story he told. How his father and mother went on a Yacht and he.

He proposed. Shit. Was Chris gonna propose? We haven't been dating a year yet. We started dating on June 15th. "So Julie I-"

"I'm gonna go explore the yacht." I handed him the champagne glass and walked away. I called Lily.

Lily: Hey Julie

Julie: Hey so I'm really scared right now.

Lily: What why? I mean Chris told me what happened but he said that the Russian Don was dead.

Julie: It's not that. Chris once told me a story about how his dad proposed to his mom. He took her on a Yacht with champagne and food and proposed.

Lily: Okay so what's wrong.

Julie: Lily were on a Yacht right now and he handed me a glass of champagne and I scared he's gonna propose.

Lily: Julie. Would it really be that bad.

Julie: Lily I'm not even twenty yet. I mean yes he's twenty and were both technically adults but I'm not ready to get engaged let alone married.

Lily: Julie maybe this is just for your birthday. I don't think he's gonna propose and if he does I'm gonna beat his ass for not asking my permission.

Julie: Thanks Lily.

Lily: Of course now go enjoy your time on the yacht.

She hung up and I explored the yacht. I walked back over to where he was and he was leaning over the railing with champagne. "Chris." I said softly. He turned his head then looked back at the horizon. "Come back to run off the minute I talk?" He took a sip of champagne.

"Chris I'm sorry but I got scared for some reason." He turned around. "At what?!"

"You once told me how your father proposed to your mother with the yacht and champagne and I thought-"

"You thought I was going propose?" I just nodded. "Julie I'm not proposing." I looked up. "Your not?" "No. I mean yes this is how my father proposed kinda but I'm not. Not yet at least." Yet?

"Oh." Was all I could respond with. He put the glass down and came up to me. "Julie." He lifted my chin up. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." I kissed him.

"Does dinner come with that?" I asked.