"Marry you" I asked.
"Hell no I'm not gon marry you so you can do the same shit to me?"
I ain't no fool like Tiffany.
I walk away and get into my cab. Go down the street to my hotel. Check in and go to sleep. I'm tired.
2 hours later.....
15 missed calls and 300 unread messages.
What the hell. It's not that damn serious.
I call Kyle back.
"What do you want"
"I want you to marry me, and i want us to be a family. I've been thinking about this for a while Bianca. Now that you're having my baby its giving me even more reason. Listen I love you. I've never felt like this before. With anyone. Baby please marry me..."
As he said that there was a knock at the door.
"Room service" the male voice said.
I opened the door and there was Kyle on one knee with a ring. I cried instantly.
Fucking hormones.
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