4 Sisters of the Apocalypse

38- Meg

Meg

As I got into Rory's green '98 Jeep Wrangler I noticed it felt warm and toasty, He'd kept the engine running the entire time. He is so thoughtful. I don't deserve someone like him.

"Thanks for keeping your car warm for us. You're the best."

"Am I?" asked Rory while buckling up. As he turned onto the main highway he cleared his throat nervously. "Meg, we need to talk."

"Uh oh..." This didn't sound good. "Is it, "I Know What We Did Last Christmas?" I joked trying to lighten the mood. "You know, like the movie?"

Rory looked confused. "What movie?"

Rory rarely watched movies and hardly ever watched television.  He didn't even have a Facebook page.

"Never mind. It was stupid." I glanced out the window. The rising sun looked like a red rubber ball in the sky."

"Red sky in the morning sailors take warning..." Rory knew things like that but a movie called: "I Know What You Did Last Summer?" Nope.

I bit the bullet. "So whaddya wanna talk about Rory old buddy old pal?"

"Us."

No beating around the bush with Rory. "Is there an us?"

"There's always been an 'us' Jo. We just took 'us' to an unexpected level."

"I see..." There was a huge awkward pause as the rising sun faded from red to orange to yellow.

Finally Rory carefully continued. "We took us to a place I didn't want to go to until after we were married."

I sat up higher in my chair and tried to look Rory straight into his big brown eyes. "Are you um... proposing?"

"Sort of..." Confident Rory melted into the insecure Rory I knew and loved. "I mean that is... if you want me to..."

"Well I'll be a monkey's uncle! But Rory, that is no way to propose to a girl."

He asked, "Do you want me to propose, girl?"

"Yes!" I tried to hug him but as I reached out the seatbelt snagged and restrained me harshly. It gave me pause. "I mean I want you to propose... but that didn't count. And um... I'm not answering without a proper proposal and a--"

Rory patted his front pocket. "--A ring?"

I gasped. "Hold on a second Rory. Is this all because we um... did it?  Are you trying to ease your guilty conscience, Rory Matterson?"

Rory looked pensive. He squinted as he drove into the rising sun. Finally he put on a pair of black aviator sunglasses.

Uh oh.... Maybe I shoulda left well enough alone. Finally after five painfully long minutes of silence Rory spoke.

"I don't feel guilty Meg. I did feel convicted. I do wanna do right by you but not because it's the right thing to do but because I love you."

"Rory pull the car over!"

As Rory pulled the jeep to the side of the road he asked, "What is it Meg? Do you gotta pee?"

I unbuckled my seat belt then reached over and unbuckled his. Then I planted my full lips squarely on his. Our hot breath fogged up the windows. "I love you too Rory Matterson." We kissed again. "Is kissing alright before the wedding?"

"Yes," Rory laughed. "Let's not get too crazy though. I've got my limits."

"Together we're gonna be limitless my fiance' to be."

"Meg, does that mean you'll say yes?"

"You'll have to wait and see Mr. Matterson. Ooh but I do like the sound of Meg Matterson. It has a nice ring to it don't you think?"

Rory smirked as we rebuckled and continued on to Long Island.