The Cabin •Jc Caylen•

8. "Getting to know Tyler"

The sun was setting and it released a beautiful orange color, the air was hot and somehow that felt pleasant on my face. Every time I breath in the hot air it gave my nose a unique pleasure.

"I don't really like being outside, can we go back in?" Tyler asked.

I let out a sigh and just smiled, "yes of course"

We both entered the house once again and sat down in the living room.

"How's my mother?"

"She's great. She's up on her feet, working. She's working more hours in the hospital. You're father went on a small golfing trip with my father"

"Sounds fun.."

"You know, we're soon to be husband and wife, you don't have to be shy around me" he had this English accent but it wasn't noticeable unless you payed close attention to it.

"We've been engaged for less than a year, we hardly know anything about each other" I chuckled sarcastically.

"We've been knowing each other for years though"

"The only thing we know about each other is our names and that our families are wealthy"

"Well Bailey, my favorite color is purple, my favorite food is those escargots from That one restaurant in Paris, my favorite place to visit is Italy, and the only goal I want in life is to be happy, with you"

"That's not really what I meant, but that information can be useful in the future"

"How so?"

"Future anniversary presents" I chuckled, "maybe a purple tie or a purple sports car, or make you a delicious dish of escargots when you come home from work, maybe a surprise trip to Italy, who knows" I took a pause and looked away from his eyes, "but I don't think I can give you happiness"

"Sure you will, I just want to make you happy"

"How do you expect me to give you happiness if I can't even find it myself" I chuckled. Chuckling is something I do to hold back my tears.

"Then we'll find it together"

"What happens once we get married? What then? Our parents still make every decision?" I questioned.

"No. we make our own, that could be our starting point. We create our own path to happiness, and we'll go on from there"

"Kids?"

"Excuse me?"

"Kids. Do you want children with me?"

We've never even brought this subject up in any conversation we've ever had, this was way out of our comfort zone. It's better to talk about it now that later.

"It would be nice to have kids someday, maybe that'll be a way of happiness"

"Maybe. Do you know how many?"

"Three? Two?"

"Three sounds good" I said quietly.

Three kids is a lot.. but whatever makes him happy.

"Any names in mind?" I asked.

"Emilia?"

"Like my mother?" I giggled.

He rubbed his face and began giggling with me, "yeah you're right"

"What about Lucas?" I suggested.

"I had a dog named Lucas" he chuckled .

I covered my face and began laughing again, "it isn't a very good name"