by Carter Blake
Something is fishy about this, but I can’t quite place my finger on it. Am I forgetting something? A birthday? An anniversary? Nope, nothing comes to mind…
“We just are, okay? Now get out,” his tone turns teasing now. “I have too much to do to be fooling around with you.”
***
I can’t focus all day because all I can think about is Wesley and his strange behavior. There’s no denying that he’s acting totally crazy, but I still can’t work out why. That gets even worse when I finally get back to our home – not that I’m quite used to calling this ridiculously huge mansion ours just yet – and I spot a parcel sitting on the bed addressed to me.
‘Naomi, I brought you this to wear tonight. I thought you deserved something new. Wesley xxx’
What I pull out is the most incredible, floor length red designer gown that I have ever seen in my life. It’s completely obvious just from the feel of the material that it’s incredibly expensive, which makes my heart race a whole lot faster. I know that Wesley is always saying that he doesn’t mind spending his riches on me, but it does make me feel a little uncomfortable, especially knowing that I’ll never be able to afford the same for him.
“What is this?” I mutter to myself in bewilderment. “What the hell is going on?”
The fact that there are also some gorgeous kitten heels in the box has my mind reeling everywhere. He has something incredible planned, that much is obvious, but why? And what? And more to the point…where is he? I know he said that he might be working a little later tonight, so I should go off without him, but this seems a little suspicious now.
I call him, just to see if I can get him to confess all, but he doesn’t even answer the phone to me. He lets it ring out, until I feel the like frustration inside of me might just burst free.
Right, screw it, I finally give in. Just get dressed, go out to dinner, and find out once and for all what is going on.
It’s clear now that I’m not going to be able to find out any other way, so I may as well focus on looking my best.
I slide my work clothes off quickly, leaving them in a heap on the floor, and I tug the gown up over my head, stopping for a moment to notice how good it actually looks on me. The way it fits around my body, it’s as if it’s actually been made just for me, which makes me feel really special. I never realized just how amazing the right clothes could make me feel, until I put on this dress. It covers up my breasts, but molds to the shape of them perfectly, still allowing me to feel sexy. It cinches in at the waist, highlighting my curves, and despite the fact that this is floor length and I’m not very tall, it somehow manages to make my legs look like they reach my arm pits.
It’s safe to say that this is the best that I’ve ever looked, and that revelation makes me even more excited for what tonight might hold.
By the time I’ve run a brush through my hair, making it look presentable enough to leave it hanging loose, and painted the makeup on my face, I hear a loud honking outside, which makes me rush to the window. There I see the largest, most luxurious limo sitting on the driveway.
I run down the stairs with my heart pounding joyfully, and it isn’t long before I’m next to the driver’s side window, placing a sweet kiss on his lips.
“Don’t rich men like you hire drivers for them?” I tease.
“You know me, I’m not like other men. I do the driving myself, now be a good girl and hop into the back, will you?”
“What is all of this?” I gasp as I climb onto seats so comfortable, they could actually be a bed. “What is it with you tonight?”
But he doesn’t answer me, he just leaves a small smile playing on his lips.
The restaurant, when we finally get there – it turns out that Wesley isn’t quite the expert driver when it comes to massive long vehicles that he thought he was – is incredible. The food is delicious, the décor amazing, the whole place just screams romance, and it leaves me feeling really in the mood.
As we enjoy the wine, and laugh with one another, I allow my foot to slowly and seductively run up and down his leg, trying to get him in the mood. I can see that it’s working from the way he keeps blushing and shifting in his seat.
“Are you alright?” I ask a little huskily. “You seem distracted.”
“Okay,” he sighs, looking a little defeated. “I was going to wait until after dessert, because I know that’s your favorite course, but I feel like if I don’t get this out now, then I never will.”
He breaths deeply for a couple of seconds, before standing up.
“What are you–” I start, before everything comes clear and he drops to one knee.
My hand claps across my mouth in shock, and I can feel my entire body clam up in surprise. This is what tonight was all about, I never would have suspected in a million years. My heart is racing, my emotions spinning, my mind flickering everywhere, and he hasn’t even opened his mouth yet.
“Naomi Hayes Norton, I want to start off by saying that you are the most amazing woman that I have ever laid eyes on.” I can tell that everyone else in the building is looking at us, but I honestly don’t care. All I can focus on is Wesley and the wonderful words coming out of his mouth. “Sure, things between us haven’t always been easy, or conventional for that matter.” I laugh a little, but the moment really is taken over by the tears filling my eyes. “But we’ve made it through all that, and now we’re stronger and better than ever.”
He pulls a box from his pocket, and inside it I can see the largest diamond I have ever seen – it’s much too big for me, I won’t even know how to wear it, never mind act when it’s on my finger.
“You honestly do make me the happiest man alive. I want to be with you forever, to have children with you, to…I don’t know see the world together… whatever it is that you want.”
Yep, that’s it, the tears are streaming down my face now.
“All I’ve wanted since I first laid eyes on you in that very strange interview is to make you mine, and to make you happy. So what do you say to being my wife?”
“Of course I will,” I murmur through the tears. “Nothing would make me happier.”
The restaurant breaks out into cheers, as Wesley slides the ring onto my finger. Once it’s there, it actually feels very right. In a way, I suppose it symbolizes us.
At first glance we look like we don’t belong, and there are hundreds of reasons why we shouldn’t work, but with a bit of time, and a bit of opening up, we have come to realize that we’re perfect together, and that there isn’t any other way that our lives could have gone.
“You mean all that stuff?” I ask him quietly, as he pulls me in for a hug. “About having children?”
“I do,” he replies warmly. “I think we would be amazing parents.”
“Then get me out of this place,” I tell him teasingly. “I think we can skip dessert tonight. There is a wonderfully comfortable limo out there, where I think we should get started.”
“Always so impatient,” he jokes, taking my hand in his. “But I guess that’s why I love you.”
“I love you too,” I tell him seriously. “And I’m so glad that I get to keep you forever.”
Finally, I feel like I have my place in this world, the one thing that I’ve really been looking for this entire time. It might be by the side of my supposed enemy, but then again, not everything goes to plan, which I think we have proven more than once. Sometimes it takes a lot of mistakes and a lot of forgiveness to finally get your happily ever after.
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