✓ | i get to love you, jordan c.

CHAPTER SIXTY TWO

━ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sɪxᴛʏ ᴛᴡᴏ

     IT WAS ANOTHER DAY at the Connor household. Well, if they were getting technical, then the Connor and Flores household considering the wedding day still had not arrived. Hayden sat in her office, sitting in her office chair as she filled out paperwork and answered several phone calls. Music began to blare out from her Bluetooth speaker, causing her to jump about three feet in the air. Marry You by Bruno Mars filled her ears, making her chuckle and shake her head.

Jordan grinned widely as he ran back into the living room. Willow had been in her walker, playing with the banana puffs on her attached tray. He ran over to his daughter, falling to his knees in front of her. "Hey there, baby girl. You wanna come sing to mommy with me?" Jordan asked. Willow nodded, talking gibberish as Jordan picked her up and balanced her on his hip. He pushed open the door to Hayden's office with one foot, sending her a smirk.

Hayden looked up from her paper and sighed, preparing herself for what was yet to come. "Who cares if we're trashed? Got a pocket full of cash we can blow. Shots of Patron. And it's on girl!" Jordan sang playfully as he ran into the room, Willow giggling uncontrollably at her father. Hayden giggled as Jordan pulled her out of her chair and wrapped his free arm around her. "Don't say no no no no no! Just say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah! And we'll go go go go go. . . If you're ready, like I'm ready!"

Hayden grinned as Jordan twirled her. "Cause it's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do. Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you. Is it the look in your eyes or is it this dancing juice? Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you!" Hayden sang to Jordan, placing her fingertips under his chin as she did so. Jordan twirled her again, placing Willow down on Hayden's office chair. Jordan took Hayden's hands into his and they danced around childishly in the tiled office room.

Willow watched her parents dance with a twinkle in her eyes. The young baby would grow up in a musical home considering all they did was listen to music and sing. Her parents were soulmates, made for one another and conjoined by the hip. Where Hayden would go Jordan would go and vice versa. Willow sucked on her thumb, squealing and giggling.

Jordan turned Hayden so her back was on his chest. "Oh I'll go get a ring let the choir bell sing like ooh! So what you wanna do? Lets just run girl. If we wake up and you want to break up that's cool. No I won't blame you. It was fun girl." He sang as he shook his head. The smiles never left either of their faces. In a small moment, they brought one another such joy that only the other person — and now Willow — could cause. Jordan was sure that this was how he wanted to spend the rest of his life. He wanted to sing to the loves of his life while they danced around like complete fools in the comfort of their own home. It was such a beautiful moment and they seemed to get lost in their own little world where the only things that existed was the music and their little family.

When the song came to an end, Jordan held Hayden's face in his hands and planted soft kisses onto her lips before pulling away, smiling, and placing his lips on hers again. "Hey baby." He spoke.

Hayden hummed. "Yes babe?"

"I think I wanna marry you." Jordan grinned. "Will you marry me?" Hayden showed him the engagement ring on her finger and pecked his cheek, tears welling up in her eyes because of just how much she loved the man in front of her.

"Yes, I will marry you Jordan Connor Yuen." Jordan grinned and picked Hayden up by the waist, twirling her around before he lost his balance and fell to the ground with Hayden atop of him. Willow burst into laughter, falling back against the chair.