Choices

You open your eyes and have no idea where you are. You jump up in bed. BIG MISTAKE. Your head is throbbing and wrapped with gauze. You notice that you are hooked up to telemetry monitoring and proceed to read your vitals. A sharp pain runs across your forehead. You close your eyes and hold your head in your hands. “Nikki! Don’t get up! Lay back down!!”, a deep, sexy, familiar voice commands. You open your eyes and see Phil shoot up from a chair at your bedside. He’s pretty banged up but he’s flashing you that beautiful smile. You reach for him and he slides in bed next to you. You hold him tight and feel him flench and whisper, “Owww!”. You sit up again. “What’s wrong? Are you ok? Did you see someone? You need an x-ray. Where’s the nurse?” Phil just holds his side and laughs. “Baby, I’ve been seen. I’m fine. Just a few bumps and bruises, that’s all.”  You start to re-live the days events and tears fall from your eyes. “I remember trying to get to you but then...what happened?”, you ask holding your head. Phil frowns, “That muther...he…”, he takes a deep breath and continues, “Sigh...when he pushed you, you hit your head. You have a 2nd degree concussion the doctor says. They wanna keep you over night for observation.” “Ugh...that’s just code for ‘we gonna wake her up every ½ hour and make sure she don’t think she’s the Queen of England’. I’m fine. I can leave”. Phil laughs, “Baby girl, you are not leaving here until they release you and neither am I.” You smile, caress his face and kiss him. “Wait. Where’s my husband? Is he ok?”, you ask. Phil smirks, “He’s fine. The police showed up with the ambulance. They suggested you two speak through mediators until he can be more civil.” “What about charges?”, you ask. “None were filed. Oh and they made him give your key to your Mother. He can’t keep you out of the house. Your Mom is such a nice woman. She got the majority of your clothes and things from the house. I have a few things here for you but the rest I shipped back to my place.” Your eyes grow wide. “Why the hell did you do that?” He smiles. “Your Mom and I think that some time away from everything would be best right now. Nikki, you know I’ll take care of you.” He strokes the side of your face just as the physician walks in. Your head is spinning. You’re not sure if it’s from the concussion or from what Phil just told you. “I’m so glad to see you awake, Nicole”, the doctor says smiling. “You hit your head pretty hard but with some rest I think you’ll be fine. This fine gentleman here has been taking great care of you.” You smile. “Doctor, why am I hooked up to telemetry monitoring? My vitals are within normal limits and stable and I’m in normal sinus rhythm. Is this really necessary?” The doctor laughs, “Oh yeah, I forgot they said you are a nurse. Well, it was just a precaution but I can have it discontinued…”, you cut him off. “Good! Now when am I being discharged?” He continues to laugh as Phil rubs your arms. “We will monitor you over night and see how you look in the morning. Ok?”. You roll your eyes. ‘All I wanna do is go home!’, you think to yourself. Then you suddenly realize that you don’t really have a home to go to. You have never felt so alone. Silent tears roll down your cheeks. Phil wipes your tears looking concerned. “Thanks Doc”, he says. “I’ll make sure she gets plenty of rest tonight”. The doctor leaves and Phil whispers, “Baby Girl, what’s wrong?”. You just sniff and snuggle closer to him. “Just please hold me”, is all that you can manage to say through tears.

You are so happy to be discharged but sad because you feel truly homeless. Phil helps you into the car. He hops in the drivers seat, closes the door and gives you that amazing smile that makes everything better. “So you wanna grab a bite before we make our flight? It doesn’t leave for another 6 hours”. “Sure…”, you start to say but are interrupted by a text from your phone. It’s your husband. Phil can tell you are upset, “What’s wrong?”. You can’t speak. Tears are slowly rolling down your cheeks as you read, ‘Its over! Return my rings!’. “What is it Nikki?”. You hand him your phone. He just shakes his head as he reads. “If he wants ‘em, give ‘em to him. You don’t need them anymore anyway”. You just stare at your wedding rings. You think back on the over 20 year realtionship you’ve shared with your husband. You can’t believe it’s really over. After a long pause, you quietly murmur, “Take me to Fed-Ex please”. Phil reads your mind. He starts the car and doesn’t say a word until he pulls up in front of a Fed-Ex store. “Do you want me to come in with you?”. You nod. Inside you address the envelope to your husband. You look down at your left hand. Your heart is breaking. You can’t believe it’s really over. Phil takes your hands and smiles at you. “You don’t have to do this right now. Why don’t you wait until we get home?” You tilt your head slightly and smile at him. ‘He said we and home’, you think to yourself. You look at him and realize just how much you love him and want to to be with him. The past 8 months flash before your eyes and you realize that not only do you love him but you would give him your last breath. Without saying a word, you kiss his lips and remove your wedding rings. After placing them in the envelope, you seal it and send them to your soon to be ex-husband. You turn to Phil and say, “Let’s go home baby”.

You have been nauseous all day. The turbulence on the plane DID NOT help. You run to the powder room and just sit on the floor in front of the toilet. Philip follows immediately behind you. “Baby, you ok?”, he asks sitting next to you on the floor, rubbing your back. “I’m fine”, you lie hoping he leaves. You really don’t want him to see you throwing up. “What can I do?”, he asks desperately wanting to help. “Can you make me some tea please?”, you ask in a last ditch effort to get him out the bathroom. “I can do that!”, he says hopping up. “I’ll be right back but call me if you need me”. You just nod. A few minutes after he leaves you are praying to the porcelain god. After your stomach is empty, you begin to feel like a marching band is having a field day in your head. You force yourself to get up and clean up. You walk out of the bathroom and head to the couch. Phil walks up to you with a cup of tea. “Here you go Baby Girl”, he says smiling. You begin to feel dizzy. You stumble. “Whoa!”, Phil sits the cup of tea on the table and grabs a hold of you. “Baby, you ok?”, he asks looking directly into your eyes. Your head is splitting and you are dizzy as hell. You feel faint but say, “I’m ok Phil”. He knows you’re lying. He picks you up and carries you up to bed. He carefully lays you down and gently runs his hands over your forehead. You open your eyes and smile. You can see the concern written all over his face. “Philip, I’m ok. Really”. He sighs. “You scared me. I was about to call 911”. You laugh, “Nah, I’m fine honey. I think it was the flight. I just need some rest. I’ll be ok.” He kisses your lips. “Ok.” Tilting his head to the side he smiles and asks, “Is there something you wanna tell me?” You have no idea what the hell he’s talking about and could care less. Your head feels like it’s splitting open. “No. I mean, I appreciate you taking care of me”. He laughs, “That’s not what I meant”. He places his hand on your stomach and smiles. You are so dizzy, you don’t get it. “No Phil, I’m fine. The nausea’s gone”. He gives up. “Ok”, he laughs. Kissing your forehead he crawls in bed next to you. He places his hands around your abdomen and murmurs, “I love you”. “I love you too”, you reply closing your eyes as you drift off to sleep.

You open your eyes. It’s pitch black in the room but you see Phil standing at the window staring out as the moonlight hits his perfectly sculpted body. He’s in his boxers and shirtless. ‘Damn!’, you think as you cross your legs to contain the moisture brewing. You slowly make your way over to him and wrap your arms around his waist. He turns to face you. “Hey! I’m sorry Baby did I wake you?” You don’t answer. You proceed to kiss his neck and chest. You stroke your python through his boxers as you look up at him and smile devilishly. Grabbing your hands he says, “Oh no! You need some rest Baby Girl. Not tonight”. You pout. “I’m fine honey. Besides, you look like sex right now I can’t help myself.” As you kiss those perfect lips, you place his hands on the side of your thighs and press your body against his. That python hardens quick. “Ugh! You are so bad”, he says kissing your neck and pushing you toward the bed. You smirk as you remove your clothes. You are face down on the bed in your favorite position as your python enters your throbbing wetness. You can tell Phil is holding back and you don’t like it. “Stop playing and fuck me”, you plead forcing your wetness on your python. He smiles and obeys. That python begins pounding your walls so hard you feel him jerking inside of you quickly. He pulls out and you feel his warm wet love on your pretty round brown. He re-enters you and continues with the same pace. You moan as he pulls your hair and smacks your ass. You feel that warm pulsation come over you and you can’t help but grind harder and harder. You both moan in shear ecstasy. Moisture is running down your legs and you don’t know if it’s yours or his. You turn over and begin to suck the venom from your python. Phil’s eyes roll back into his head and he nearly falls back. He’s moaning, “Shit! Shit! Oh shit!”, as you lightly suck. His moans are turning you on and you start to stroke your clit. He notices and lays you on your back and begins to lick your pulsating wetness as you continue to stroke your clit. His tongue is moving in and out of your love. You feel a warm wave of pleasure come over your entire body as you come, trembling from head to toe. Kissing your wetness and thighs he lays on your stomach and smiles up at you. He’s asleep in no time. You look down at him sleeping and realize that you need him more than you want him and you want him forever.

You wake up to the most beautiful brown eyes staring at you with loving concern. “Nikki! I’ve been so worried!”, Bruno admits kissing your forehead. You smile as you sit up in bed. You can see the worry leave his face as he caresses yours. “Hey B”, you respond looking around for Phil. Bruno notices you looking and says, “He’s gone. Went to the store to get some stuff for the party tomorrow”. Your eyebrows narrow. “What party?”. He laughs, “Oh! Maybe I spoiled a surprise. I guess I should shut up”, he laughs. You hit him playfully on the arm. “Ouch! Oh God, I’m dying from the pain”, he jokes falling on the bed. You smirk at him as he pulls you down on top of him. Kissing you he looks into your eyes and whispers, “You really scared me. Are you ok?”. You kiss him as your fingers work their way through those dark curls and reply, “I’m fine. I just need some rest”. He clears his throat, “Phil told me that things got pretty rough”. You sit up and look away. You don’t want to remember. He gets the hint. “Well, I’m glad you’re here”, he says pulling you onto his lap. “I missed you”, he whispers in your right ear as he traces your right thigh with his index finger. Your panties are instantly wet. You turn and look at him. He gives you that devilish grin as he leans back on his arms. You want him BAD but you can’t fuck him in Phil’s bed. That would be wrong...right? Before you can decide, you hear footsteps coming upstairs. B smiles at you and sits on the edge of the bed just as Phil opens the door. “Hey Baby Girl!”, he says walking over and kissing you. “How are you feeling? Better?”. “Yes actually, I feel much better”, you admit. “No more nausea?”, he asks rubbing your back. You shake your head no. “Good. You know, for a while there I thought you were pregnant”, he admits smiling and stroking your stomach. Before you can respond Bruno jumps up, “YOU’RE PREGNANT?”. Bruno’s face is a combination of shock and fear. You can’t help but laugh at his reaction. “No, no, no. I’m not pregnant”. You clear your throat, “Unfortunately, that can’t happen anymore”. You just look away not wanting to see either of their expressions. Phil pulls you close. He lifts your chin so that you are eye to eye. “Nikki, I had no idea. Why didn’t you tell me?” You just lower your eyes. “I would love for you to have my child, Baby Girl but believe me, I love you no less. I still wanna spend the rest of my life with you”. His response is so sincere you wanna cry but the reality of that last sentence smacks you in the face. “What did you just say?”, you ask in nearly a whisper. “Um, Bruah, I’ma go”, Bruno interjects standing. “I’ll see you tomorrow. What time did you say?” Phil laughs, “Oh, um, 6ish is good”. “Aight. See y’all tomorrow. Nikki, get some rest”, B winks at you as he walks out the door. You are just staring at Phil. ‘Did he really just say he wants to spend the rest of his life with me?’, you wonder. You aren’t so sure how to respond, I mean you ARE still married. You decide to ignore the comment. “So, what party?”, you ask trying to change the subject. He smiles pulling you into his arms. “Well, I thought I’d have some people over to welcome you to LA. You know, get your mind off of things for a while”. You close your eyes, smirk and lean back on him. “Um hmm. So other than Bruno and the boys, who else is coming?” “Don’t worry about it, Baby Girl. Now come here”, he says pulling you close. You can feel that python pressed against your stomach. Your body is aching for that python’s venom. You push him back on the bed and straddle him. As you unbutton his shirt, you kiss his chest. You unbuckle his shorts and pull them off along with those sexy black boxer briefs. He smiles as you start to slowly kiss his lips, neck, chest then make your way down to your favorite piece of dark chocolate. You grip that candy bar and lick it nice and slow. He moans as he closes his eyes. You start to suck, very lightly as that candy bar hardens more. You alternate between licks and sucks until you hear Phil moan. You place your mouth around that chocolate and take it as deep as you can down your throat. Phil grips the sheets and lets out a deep growl of pure pleasure. You suck hard and fast until that candy bar melts in your mouth. Smiling you lay on his chest. He can’t speak so he just smiles and kisses the top of your head.

It’s just about 5pm when the doorbell rings. You look outside and see Bruno’s car. You are happy as hell because Phil has been acting strange all damn day and you are about to kill him. Your happiness is short lived once you open the door and see Bruno...and Jessica. Your smile immediately falls away. ‘What the fuck is she doing here? Why’d he bring her?’. You put on a half smile and say, “Hey Bruno! Come on in”. Bruno hugs you and asks, “How are you feeling?”. Jessica is eyeing you just as hard as you are eyeing her. “I’m fine B. No worries”. You have never really been introduced to Jessica so you’re not sure how to address her. Bruno can sense the tension. “Oh, Nikki, this my Lady, Jessica. Jessica, this is Nikki, Phil’s Lady and a good friend of mine”. ‘Oh, so now I’m just a good friend? Ok.’ You can feel yourself getting pissed off . You force a smile and say, “Nice to meet you Jessica”, as nice as you can. She gives you a fake smile right back and says, “Nice to meet you too, Nikki”. You excuse yourself because you can tell she doesn’t like you and you don’t care too deeply for her either. “Well, I’m gonna help Phil outside but make yourselves at home”. Jessica gives a half smile and stands closer to Bruno. ‘Bitch!’, is the first thing that comes to mind as you walk away. “Hey Baby! Is that Bruno?”, Phil asks slaving over the grill. “Yeah”, you clear your throat, “and Jessica”. Phil looks a little surprised. “Hmm. He did mention they were talking again. Well, as long as he’s happy…”. You start to tune him out. You don’t wanna hear about Bruno being happy with Jessica. How dare he bring her here like that. “Nikki?”, evidently Phil has been talking to you. “Oh, huh?” “I said, it would be cool if you and Jess hung out. If y’all become friends we could double date!”. The nausea is back. ‘HELL FUCKING NO!’ is what you wanna say but you just smile. As if on cue, she and B emerge from the house hand in hand. You wanna gag. Bruno comes over to help Phil with the grill. “Give me that damn spatula man! You don’t know what you doing. Move out the way!” Jessica walks over to the pool and sits alone. “Why don’t you go over and talk to her, Baby Girl?”.  Bruno smirks as you glance over at Jess. “I would BUT I gotta get ready so maybe later”, you say walking toward the house. Jess glances up at you as you walk into the house. If looks could kill, you’d be dead.

 “You ready Baby?”, Phil asks peeking his head in the bedroom. “Yup, just finger combing my twists”. He walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. Kissing the top of your head as he stares at your reflection in the mirror, he says, “You look beautiful”. You can’t help but smile. “Ok. All done!”, you say smiling into the mirror. “Perfect! My Mom can’t wait to meet you”. The smile slips from your lips. “What?! Your Mom? Philip, your Mother is here? Oh my God!”. You are freaking the hell out. ‘Fuck! Let me change my clothes. Perhaps I should straighten my hair. Does she know I’m married?’ Your mind is racing as you pace the bedroom floor. Phil is laughing. “Nikki, what’s the big deal? I told my Mom about you months ago. She can’t wait to meet you”. That is no comfort. “Phil, I wish you would have told me she was coming so I could prepare. Jesus! What if she doesn’t like me?” Phil holds you and kisses your lips softly. Brushing the hair from your eyes, he looks into them and says, “I love you, so she loves you”. You hold his hand tight as he leads you down the stairs and out to the patio. There are LOTS of people here that you don’t know. Eric, Kam and Jam walk up to you immediately, “Yo! Nikki how are you?”, they ask hugging you. “I’m fine guys. Thanks for asking”, you smile. Phil continues to lead you around until you reach a table shaded by an umbrella. An older, well dressed woman is seated next to an older, equally well dressed man. ‘Shit! His Father is here too?’, you think to yourself as the nausea returns. “Mom, Dad, I want you to meet someone”. Your legs feel like jello and your heart is racing but you smile. “This is Nikki, the love of my life”. You just stare at Phil. You can’t believe what he just said. “Nikki, this is my Mom and Dad, Cheryl and Philip Sr.”. You are shaking like a leaf but manage to extend your hand and say, “It’s very nice to finally meet you…”, you are immediately cut off by his mother who jumps up and hugs you tight. “Oh honey come here and give me a hug”. She squeezes you so tight you are about to lose your breath. You glance at Phil who is smiling from ear to ear. “My Phil has been talking about you for months. Baby I feel like I know everything about you”. You have no idea what to say to this woman. Before you can speak Philip Sr. grabs you for a hug. “Nice to finally meet you sweetheart”, he says smelling just as good as his son. He lets you go and holds on to your right hand. “Man, you are just as pretty as he said you were”. ‘Well, I see where he gets his charm’, you think as Phil pulls out a chair for you. You, Phil and his parents sit, talk and laugh for hours. They make you feel like one of the family. You can’t help but notice that Phil seems distracted. Before you can say anything, his Mom says, “Philip! Boy you been squirming this whole time. What’s wrong with you?!” Phil just smiles. His father speaks up. “Now Cheryl, we den been here for hours talking their ears off. He probably just wanna be alone with his woman. It’s getting late and I’m full and sleepy.” He proceeds to stand and reach for a hug from Phil. “Son, it’s always good to see you. Nikki, it has truly been a pleasure.” He gives you a bear hug. “Fine. You act like we bothering them or something. I just asked him a question”, his Mom spits at his father. “Come here baby”, she says reaching for a hug from Phil. She whispers something to him and he laughs. His Mom takes your hand as the four of you walk toward the house. She slows down a little and lets Phil and his Dad walk ahead. ‘Oh shit! Here it comes’, you say to yourself, thinking you are about to be cursed out or threatened. “Nikki you are a wonderful young woman,” she starts. “I love how my son looks at you but what I love more is how YOU look at him. He loves you and I can tell now that you love him too”. You don’t know how to respond. All you can say is, “I love Philip and I promise, I always will”. Phil notices you aren’t close and looks back. He smirks knowing what the deal is. You say your goodbyes to his parents at the door. “Philip take care of her, I mean it”, his mother says walking out the door. “Yes ma’am. You know I will”, Phil replies wrapping his arm around your waist and kissing you.

Walking back outside, you notice the party is beginning to get live. People are dancing and drinks are flowing. You definitely need one. You walk over to the bar and down a shot or two. Ok...four. You feel good! You see Phil is mingling amongst his guests as Bruno walks up to you smiles. “Hey, Nikki! How you feeling?” He’s giving you that look. That look that usually leads to you being on your back or bent over a chair. You smirk, “I’m feeling real good right now”. Jessica appears outta nowhere and wraps her arms around B. Kissing him on the cheek and sliding you the side eye, she says, “Come on baby, let’s dance”. ‘Bitch! I should beat her ass just because.’ You want to hit her so bad you can taste it. You contemplate cutting in on their dance until Phil grabs you from behind. “How you feeling Baby?” “I’m fine honey. Just fine.” You don’t take your eyes off of B and notice he’s watching you too. The song ends and he makes his way over to you and Phil. Jessica follows behind him like a little lost puppy dog. “So, you two look like you’re having a good time”, Phil says. Jessica just smiles. “Yeah. Oh, Phil, man can I talk to you about something,” Bruno says walking away and gesturing for Phil to follow him. You are left alone with Jessica. ‘I’m going to kill them both. What the hell do I say to this chick?’ Before you can start any pleasantries, she blurts, “They can’t hear us. We don’t have to pretend to like each other”. If you weren’t 4 shots of Vodka in, you’d probably be surprised by her bluntness but right now, your filter is completely gone and you just don’t give a fuck. “Good, cuz I’m tired of pretending to like your snobby ass”. You sit on the arm of the chair just as she pops up. “Snobby?! Bitch who you calling snobby?” You have to laugh. ‘Ok. I know this skinny little bitch don’t want none.’ You get up. “I’ma need you to just sit down and shut the fuck up before I smack you”. She laughs. “Bitch, I dare you.” Her eyes narrow, “I know you and Bruno have something going on. I can tell when he looks at you”. You try to ignore her but your temper is rising. “Stay away from my man!”, she says pushing you. You push her back. She falls. “Bitch, don’t put your hands on me. And if you were fucking him right he wouldn’t be coming for me!” Jessica jumps up and grabs for your hair. You bitch slap her just as Bruno grabs you and Phil grabs her. “What the hell is going on?”, Phil asks. Neither of you say a word as you stare each other down. “Phil can you keep Jess out here? I’ma take Nikki in the house”. “A’ight. I’ma try to figure out what happened”, Phil replies.

Bruno manhandles you into the house. Pushing you though the doors, he keeps hold of your left arm. He turns you around and pulls you close. Never relinquishing the tight grip he has on your arm, he kisses you HARD. You smile. ‘This bitch talking about stay away from my man. Bitch please your man can’t stay away from me’, you think to yourself. “We can’t B. There are a million people here. Plus what if Phil walks in?” He smirks. “I don’t know why but that little cat fight turned me on”. He pushes you into the closet. It’s dark and very small. You both barely fit in there. As soon as the door closes, he is yanking down your shorts. You hear his zipper unzip and feel that carrot pressed hard against your ass. Your hands are his prisoner as he spreads your legs and plunges deep into your wetness. You moan quietly but he quickly places his hand over your mouth to muffle any sound. There isn’t much room to move in there so he is balls deep into your love and you can’t even scream. His mouth is pressed against your right ear. He moans and bites your ear. “Don’t scream”, he whispers thrusting faster and faster. You can feel a fire burning in your love and you know you can’t hold it. You force your wetness on that carrot faster and faster. You are coming and want to scream but can’t. You bite your lip as that fire erupts sending wetness down your legs. He releases your hands and holds your body close as he massacres your love. His thrusts take your breath away. His kisses turn to love bites on your neck and you feel him jerk inside you. You hear him whisper, “Ugh, fuckkkkk”, as the juice from that carrot squirts all over your love. You collapse into him as he holds you tight and whispers, “I love you.” You snap outta the post coidial trance. “What the fuck did you just say?”, you whisper back. “Nothing”, he murmurs zipping his shorts. You pull up your shorts and slowly open the closet door. The coast is clear so you both emerge, hot, sweaty and sex funky. You head to the fridge for a beer to cool off. B is nervously sitting at the island fidgeting with his hands. You pass him a beer, lean back on the fridge and just wait for him to explain. He glances up at you and sighs, “I had to say it. You had to know before he asks you”. You are confused. You are beginning to think being in that hot ass closet may have dehydrated him resulting in this nonsense. “What are you talking about?”, you ask just as Phil walks in. “You ok Nikki?”, he asks half smiling. You glance at B who stands and starts toward the door. “Yeah, I’m fine.” “I’ma go check on Jess”, Bruno states as he leaves. He shoots you a strange glance before shutting the door. Phil laughs, “Nikki, we really have to work on that temper BUT I must admit that shit was funny as hell!” You chuckle, “She started it.” He grabs you and kisses you, “What am I gonna do with you?”. “I can think of a few things”, you smirk.

The guests are leaving and you are playing the gracious host because Phil has disappeared. Jessica and Bruno are the first to leave. “Enjoy the rest of your night Nikki”, B says smiling. Something in his eyes leads you to believe that he doesn’t really mean it though. More guests leave and you, the gracious hostess, are apologizing for Phil’s absence. ‘Where the hell is he? I don’t know these people!’, you fume. The last guest leaves and you make your way through the house looking for Philip. He’s no where to be found. You walk out to the patio. He’s not there either. You walk down the stairs out toward the garden. You notice the garden is lit. It looks different since you last saw it. “Are those lilies?”, you as yourself aloud. Phil emerges behind you. Wrapping his arms around you and kissing the top of your head he answers, “Stargazer to be exact. I had them planted the day you told me they were your favorite.” You smile as he takes you by the hand and leads you to the garden. As you approach, you notice the lilies are nearly all in bloom and there are small white lights illuminating the entire garden. There is a blanket covered in pink rose petals and a bucket of champagne arranged in the center of the garden. You look at Phil, “What is all of this?” He just smiles and leads you to the blanket. “Sit down Baby Girl”. You are a little nervous but you sit as requested. Phil paces in front of you. “Philip, what is going on?”, you ask hoping it’s not what you think. He stops pacing and stands in front of you. “Nikki, you know I love you. When I met you, I met my destiny. You will always be my one true love. If you feel the same, and I truly hope you do, there's something very important, that I want to ask you.” Your heart is racing as he drops to one knee and pulls out a small box. Opening it he continues with tears in his eyes, “Instead of ‘you’ and ‘I’, let's become ‘we’. I'm asking you to share my life. Baby Girl, will you marry me?”