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THEY HAD GRADUATED and they couldn't be any happier. The couple, after graduation, had moved in together and bought a house in New York. It was the life they had always dreamed of, but Beck felt like something was missing.
He spent more time with her, when they weren't at work, and when she was away with Cat Valentine, he mentally imagined various scenarios of what seemed to him the perfect dinner.
He wanted to do it, whether she would say yes or not. They were only 21 but still, they had been together for six years — without counting the long break up — and that is enough.
He went in town almost every night his girlfriend was out. He went around jewelry shops to find whatever he was looking for, for almost three months. Then, he found it.
It was a petite silver engagement ring, with a black pearl in the middle. It was beautiful, perfect — just like his maybe-soon-to-be fiance. Beck couldn't wait to propose to her, so he did it on the first occasion they had.
Jade had just been picked by some man for a lead role in a new horror movie, and she had decided to have a dinner to celebrate it. He, instead, had other plans.
He prepared everything. The table in the backyard, the lights, the cooking. Everything. Everything was perfect, just like he wanted it to be.
When she rang the doorbell, he hurried to open the door. "Hi babe."
He kissed her cheek and handed her the bouquet of dark red roses. She loathed flowers, he knew that, but the smile that grew on her face at the sight of the seven roses was priceless, and made him grin sheepishly, too.
She pulled the roses closer, just below her nose and inhaled. "Wow. Beck, what's going on, baby?"
"Oh, nothing. I just thought it'd be nice to cook for you, just like the old times."
She smiled and blushed, then grabbed his hand and followed him into their large and old-fashioned backyard and when she saw what her boyfriend had prepared her mouth gaped open.
It was the most romantic thing he'd ever done to her, and that made her feel anxious, but didn't show it.
The sick feeling of butterflies in her stomach grew even more as he looked at her and held her hand tight, after they'd finished eating an exquisite dinner with chicken, salad and spaghetti.
He got up from his sit and kneeled on the grass, pulling out of his black jacket a tiny blue box.
"Beck. . ." Jade whispered.
She wasn't ready. They had only been together for six years, not an entire life! Well, but six years include three years of high-school and three of college. . . Maybe he just wasn't proposing, maybe it was just a dream. It couldn't be real. No, no, she was just imagining it.
She acknowledged that it wasn't fruit of her imagination, when she felt grabbing her hand gently and heard him murmur: "Will you be my wife, Jade West?"
She opened her eyes and glanced at the engagement ring, then at her boyfriend. Soon, she didn't felt anxious anymore. She knew that one day he would propose to her, she had always dreamed of it.
So she said the only thing that came up into her mind, with a small smile. "Yes."
♛
i didn't know how to end this so here's this shitty end.
romance book recommendations? (no mafia, alpha or bad boys)
