As they lie in bed, Jay runs his fingers through Erin's hair.
"Jay, why exactly do you want to marry me? Like, why choose me? Why not Gabby? I know you had a relationship with her." Erin questioned.
"When I was with Gabby, I just felt like it wasn't right. I think I knew I wanted more than what she could give me, and..."
"Am I enough?" Erin interrupted.
"No. You aren't enough." Erin turned to look at him. He started again, "you are more than I could ever ask for. You are too much. Now I'm not saying that I can't handle you," he smiled, "but you are what I was looking for."
"Do you wanna know why I want to marry you?" Erin asked.
"Why not." Jay answered.
"I want to marry you because you're damn near perfect. As a kid, I felt like I was in a cave. Like I was trapped in this darkness. But then I met Hank, and he saved me, and that dark cave had a tiny sliver of light from far, far away. But then when I met you, when you saved me, I finally found my way out. I finally know my purpose in life. I finally know that we are supposed to be together. That we are supposed to fight and argue but then have moments like these, where we both confess our love, where we both soothe each other in dark times, where we both use each other as rocks. That is what I want. You are what I want." Erin kissed him.
"How did I save you?"
"You came into my life. Like I've told you before, you changed me. You made me believe in a future with the white picket fences and the I love you's at sunrise and sunset. If it weren't for you, I'd be sitting down at a restaurant probably listening to my date talk about sports or himself. But instead, I'm here...talking about myself." Erin laughed.
"No, you're not. We're talking about each other. I love you," Jay kissed her on the forehead.
"I love you, too. So when do you wanna get married?" She smirked.
"As soon as possible. I wanna be able to call you mine. I want every guy to see you, and then the ring on your finger and think, 'I wish I could be that lucky.' I want to walk down the street and know that you'd be thinking of me, that you'll be wearing your ring all the time and every time you see you'll think of the day we exchanged them. I want that. I want all of it."
"So, Jay. I was thinking, what about next week...?"
"Erin, I wish it could be right now, but I think next week is perfect." He kissed her rolled over on top of her. He looked into her hazel eyes and knew this is where his future lied. Right there in his arms.
