Tah-Dah!!!
It's surreal right now... I can't believe that this is the end of Ross' story. :'(
Hope you enjoy!!!!
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Roxy's Point of View:
Wow, I can't believe it's been eight years since the night of the concert! I can remember that night, in detail.
I looked down, smiling as I thought about it.
"Roxanne Quinn Hill, will you marry me?" Ross asked, bent on one knee, holding a beautiful ring.
With my hands covering my mouth and tears in my eyes, I could only nodded my head. Ross' face lit up like the fourth of July.
Gently, Ross slipped the ring on to my left hand. He stood up, slipping his hand around the back of my neck.
Beating him to it, I pressed my lips to his. Eagerly, we moved in sync, the kiss was passionate and hungry, trying to make up all the time we lost. But than it settle in to a sweet and romantic kiss, neither of us wanting it to end.
"Finally!" Someone called out, cause the kiss to break. I turned to see all my friends standing on to the side of the stage with huge smiles on their faces.
I rested my head on Ross' chest. "I love you."
He rested his lips on the top of my head. "I love you more."
"Roxy!" Ross called out to me. I looked over to him as he stood outside of the recording booth. He tapped his finger against his wrist. "We have to go!"
"One more, please?" I begged. He sighed, but nodded his head.
I did the happy dance in my recording booth. I had my headphones on, my lips pressed to the mic. Singing from my heart, I was recording Old School Photo's third full length album.
"Okay, ready to go." I announced, coming out of the box. My husband of seven years came walking over to me, planting a kiss on my lips. "Hi."
He grinned. "You sounded great." Together we walked out of the Hopeless Record Studio, hand in hand.
"Are we going to your parents house tonight?" Ross questioned as we got into the car. I nodded my head.
Yeah, after tour, Grace and Michael adopted me. But I still got to see Tiffany and Mitch every other weekend. It was a win win situation that everybody could live with.
"Oh, babe, Riker wants the band to go over to his house so we can start working on the next cd." Ross explained as we drove back to out LA mansion.
Yeah, I said mansion. When your husband is a successful singer, actor, business man and you work as a singer for one of the hottest band in the pop rock industry, you could afford a mansion.
As soon as the door open, Ross and I were attacked by our two kids. Jace Daniel Lynch, our three year old son. He had short blond hair, green-slash-brown eyes. And Juliet Summer Lynch, our five year old daughter with her long brown hair and her green eyes.
Ross and I dropped to our knees, giving kisses to our babies.
I looked at my son, who was so much like Ross. They both loved music, both love sport, especially hockey, and we already know Jace is gonna be an actor.
Then I looked down to my little her, who was, unfortunately, just like me, but she did have her father in her. She loved her music, and she was good at it. When she wanted to be. And is she rebellious, even as a five year old.
"Where you guys good for Grandma Stormie?" Ross asked. Te kids giggled, nodding their head. I looked over to the door frame where my mother in law stood, a smile glistening on their face.
"Hey mama." I walked over, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Where they good?"
"Perfect." She walked over to her grand babies, kissing them before she said goodbye.
"Daddy, can we get ice cream, pwease!" Juliet begged her dad. He looked over to me, begging with his eyes.
"She had you wrapped around her finger." I whispered to him as I picked up Jace. "Let's go!"
With giggles, my family was walking out of the house. With Juliet on his shoulders, I carried Jace on my back. Joking and having a great time, we walked down the block to the ice cream parlor.
"Two cookie dough cones." Ross ordered, even through the barrista knew our order by heart. "One superman cone, and a double chocolate cone."
After getting our ice cream, our family made our way over to the park across the street. As the kids ran around, Ross and I sat on the swings, holding hands, eating our treats.
"You have a little something on your face." I pointed out the ice cream stuck on Ross' lip. He grinned.
"Why don't you get it?" He joked. I leaned over and kissed the ice cream off jokingly. Soon we were really kissing.
"Eww!" I looked over to see Jace and Juliet standing there, making a face.
"Wait until you find someone you love." I smiled, giving Ross another kiss.
"I love you, too, baby." He kissed. Then looked to our daughter. "But Juliet is never gonna date."
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And its over!!
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