That night, after Josh promised to guide us, I peek my head out of the room I was assigned. Looking down the hall, listening for anything, I make sure it's safe, then quietly enter Josh's room. Upon hearing the screen close, he spins around, ready to attack whoever dared come into his cubicle. I cover my mouth, trying not to laugh, as Josh sighs and relaxes. He smiles, coming over to me. We wrap our arms around each other, embracing for the first time in a while. Leaning back, but still being held, I gaze at Josh. He's grown a beard since we first started training, and it's very sexy. I study his face, the tender, loving one I've missed so much, then admire Josh's torso. Lucky for me, he's wearing a form fitting, white t-shirt, so I get a good look at everything. After a bit, my eyes raise to meet his again, and I can tell Josh has been checking me out, too. His strong arms pull me closer, pressing our bodies together. Mine meet around his neck, resting my head on his chest. "We haven't had any time to do this for a long time." I say, feeling Josh nod in agreement. He confesses, "That's the worst part. I can't show you how much I care about you." I place my hands where my head was, and look up at him. Taking a deep breath, I finally admit, "I love you Josh. I love you so much, but I've been hesitant to tell you, because I wanted to be sure." His eyes soften, and his lips look even softer, forcing me to kiss him. He's the best kisser, making me love him more. We put every ounce of passion into this particular lip lock, until we want each other so badly, neither of us can stand it. Somehow, Josh thinks this is the perfect moment to let go of me. "What are you doing?" I inquire, bewildered that he would do that. He backs a few steps away, taking my hand. "What are you doing?" I repeat, but Josh ignores me. Slowly, he lowers his left knee, resting it on the floor. Suddenly, I realize what he's doing, and place a hand over my lips. Josh looks into my eyes with his beautiful chocolate ones, and asks, "Will you marry me?"
