Journey

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Jucinara's POV

"Watcha thinking about?" Christen asks as she wraps her arms around me from behind me.

"I...I...I don't think you'll like what I'm thinking about." I admit as I stare at the stove in Christen and I's home.

Christen and I have been home from her birthday trip for around five weeks now and we've been so fucking busy with the APL and my upcoming art exhibition that we haven't really had time to talk about some things I've been thinking about.

In two days we leave for SheBelives so it's now or wait another two weeks

"Babygirl we've talked about this." Christen says as she spins me around.

Once I'm spun around, Christen wraps her sculpted tattoo'd arms around my waist.

"Whatever it is let's talk about it and work our way through what ever you are feeling." Christen says.

"I wanna get married." I blurt out.

Christen doesn't say anything so I move out of her arms.

"Tod you you'd hate it." I say as I walk away.

"Jucinara Thaís Soares Barbosa soon-to-be Press." Christen says which stops me in my tracks. "Do not move another inch."

Uh oh.

"Good girl." Christen says causing my cheeks to heat up then my girlfriend appears in front of me. "Now let's sit down and talk about this."

I nod then Christen leads me over to the couch in our home.

Once on the couch, Christen pulls me into her lap then she wraps her arms around me.

"Now." Christen says. "Let's start over."

"Okay." I mumble.

"So what is on your mind My queen?" Christen asks.

"I wanna marry you." I admit. "I know we've only been dating for..."

"6 months and 7 days." Christen interrupts with a smile.

I smile at my girlfriend then I peck her lips.

"I know we've only been dating for 6 months and 7 days." I say. "But every night since we said I love you, I've dreamt about what my life will look like in the future."

"And what do you see when you dream?" Christen asks as she rubs my exposed sides.

"You." I say. "The first thing I dream of is you."

Christen smiles at me then she squeezes my sides.

"Our house, our kids, our everything." I say. "It all starts with you."

"Just me?" Christen asks.

"Well you and I, but all I ever see is you." I say. "I don't know how you feel, but for the rest of my life I wanna be is Mrs. Jucinara Press."

"So I take it you've already bought a ring?" Christen asks.

"I have." I say. "Well more like I've had one since I was little."

"Huh?"

"My granddad made rings for my siblings and I's future spouses." I say. "And when I went to my parents for dinner a few days ago I chose the ring I want you to wear."

"Well then fair warning I also have a ring for you to wear." Christen says then she boops my nose on the word you.

I giggle at Christen booping my nose then I lean my face into her palm.