I let the tears stream down my face as I stared at the beautiful ring, glinting in the dim light. This was the most beautiful moment in my entire life, no doubt about it. I threw my arms around Toby, kissing him repeatedly on the lips, letting go of all my emotions as our lips connected.
"Yes- of course!- I love you," I gasped between kisses.
He fumbled with the ring as he slid it onto my finger, the metal cold against my skin. I choked out another sob and pulled Toby close, letting the sound of his heartbeat comfort me as I leaned against him. He wrapped his warm arms around me and rested his head on the top of mine.
"I know I don't deserve you, I ruined your life, but you can't imagine how happy I am. I love you, Jacie, more than creepers love exploding, more than I love coffee," he murmured to me.
I reached my hand up and flicked his forehead, smiling. He flinched and put a hand to the spot where I had hit him.
"Don't you ever say that, you're amazing. I don't deserve a guy as great as you. You're nice, you make me laugh, not to mention you love me for who I am," I objected.
He rolled his eyes and we just sat in silence. It grew almost unbearable, but then he licked my ear. I squealed and kicked my feet, wiping it on his shirt. He laughed as I suit him a grin.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"No reason, just got bored," he said with a shrug.
I laughed and playfully shoved him. It grew quiet again. I just wasn't sure what to say or do now, it was just all so overwhelming. One thought came up over and over again.
I'm getting married.
I'm getting married!
I'm getting married?
It was just so confusing. Did I want to spend the rest of my life with Toby? Hell yeah! Was I ready? Not so sure. Not to mention I had another human being growing inside of me. I snuggled closer to Toby, letting him comfort me. He was my rock, my everything. a dreadful thought came to mind.
"How are we going to explain this to my parents?" I asked him.
He started to say something, then stopped. He thought for a long moment.
"We could invite them over for dinner and tell them then," he suggested.
"I'm more worried about how they'll react. My parents are stiffs," I said.
He squeezed me tightly and kissed the top of my head. I sighed and leaned against his chest.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine," he assured me.
More and more worries started piling onto my shoulders. Tears started to spill down my cheeks, leaving wet trails down my face.
"Oh God Toby, what if I'm not ready? What if I'm not ready to be a mom? I'm so scared," I sobbed.
He pulled me into his lap and cradled me like a baby. He gently rocked me, nuzzling the top of my head.
"It'll be fine, don't worry so much. It'll be okay baby girl, shh," he whispered in my ear.
"I'm scared, Toby," I whimpered.
"You'll be okay. You'll be a beautiful bride and a wonderful mother. Now why don't you get some sleep, it's been a stressful day," he murmured softly.
I rested my head on his chest as he picked me up. He carried me like a child into his bedroom, gently laying me on his bed. I curled up in a ball as he pulled the covers over me. He softly kissed my forehead.
"Sweet dreams, my angel," he whispered.
