I Can't Fight This Feeling - Jeffrey Dean Morgan Fanfic 18+

Chapter 25 - Will you...

Chapter 25 – Will You...?

The Following Evening;

Ice – Rink;

Charlie Hunnam...

FUCK – I can't believe how nervous I am. I knew that I would be nervous; at least that's what everyone warned me about – but this fear has far surpassed any fear that I have ever felt before. In fact – I had, had no idea that fear had such strength as what I am feeling now.

I do have to admit that having Jeffrey's approval has eased some of the fear. Fuck me – this fear would have killed me if I hadn't asked him for his daughter's hand in marriage. Jeffrey and I had gotten along from the minute that we had met – of course, he had given me the dad speech – you know the one? 'We may get along well, but the minute that you hurt my daughter – that friendship goes out the window!'

If I had, had my way – I would not be doing this with an audience – my ideal would have been cooking her a meal at home, get down on one knee before dessert and ask her to spend the rest of her life with me, as my wife. However, Paige had been through Hell and she deserved only the very best – and if this had been her dream – then that was exactly what she was getting. I shall bury my unease and give her everything that she wanted.

Why the buggery bollocks had I not rehearsed what I was going to say? I am such a fucking moron! All that I can do is go in blind and hope that my feelings and mouth work together in this. I have an extremely bad habit of my mouth being out of sync with my mind – and that was one of the ways that I seem to get myself in trouble, far too often.

Seeing Paige tonight – she had floored me; I knew that she was a beautiful woman, but tonight, she just transcended beautiful. There were no words to properly describe her. There was absolutely nothing that I wouldn't do for her. Once, I had been hit with that realisation – I just knew that proposing to her was the only option that I had left to me – because I knew that I had been feeling as if our relationship was stagnating; and it wasn't an option to end the relationship, not when I love her more than anything, or anyone else in my life – making her my wife, is the only conclusion to the feelings that I had been having.

Thankfully, I had my girlfriend's best friend helping me – and she had been invaluable to me. Without her, I wouldn't have even thought of how Paige had wanted to be proposed too, and there was no way that I could have known. Emily and I had always gotten along; she had become a really good friend to me, I mean she really hadn't needed to give me any of the details that she had.

My Paige, and Emily were skating around the rink; talking and laughing with one another.

My girlfriend dressed in skin tight jeans and a customized Sons of Anarchy vest top; that clung to her curves in all the right ways – she was the most beautiful woman in the world and she was my girlfriend, and hopefully my soon to be fiancée, then my wife. I just can't wait to get this new part of our lives started.

At present we were all having a great time, and I wanted to propose now; but unfortunately, I had to wait for Lizzy to get here – I wish to fucking hell the woman would hurry the fuck up. I have to admit that it had thrown me for 6 when Paige had asked me if her mom could join all of us here tonight. I certainly wouldn't have invited her if Paige hadn't asked me to.

The 2 had been talking quite a bit lately, it had surprised me due to the fact that Lizzy is 7 ways from Sunday, bat-shit crazy.

However, for now I wanted things to be simple so I am keeping my mouth well and truly fucking shut. There is absolutely no good to come from opening my mouth. All I can do, is be here for her when things go tits up – and they will go tits up. It's Lizzy after all – she simply cannot help herself and I know, that deep down, Paige knows this too.