Captive Beauty

She drags her eyes from the ring to me. “I wouldn’t. I love you and can’t imagine my life without you.”

Taking her in my arms, I kiss her, things feeling different already, more complete. I think she feels it too.

“The lengths you’ll go to to get your way,” she teases when we break the kiss. “I’ll call the landlord tomorrow.”

“I’m glad that worked then. Now,” I stand, draw her to her feet. “Let’s go start on those babies.”

“Just how many babies are we talking here?” she asks as I lead her into the house and lift her in my arms to carry her up the stairs.

“Lots and lots and lots.” I kiss her.

The End