Page 26 of 12 Months of Mayhem

“Shit. I’m sorry, babe, I thought… never mind. It’s not the time.” He tried to smile, and my heart broke because I realized I messed up.

“No! No, that’s not it. I’m sorry, I messed this up. Look in the bag. There was more,” I explained through my sniffles.

He glanced down and pulled the box out. The small postcard fell to the side, and he pulled it out. “What’s th—wait. Does this mean what I think it means?”

I nodded.

“So we’re on the same page?”

I nodded again.

He whooped as he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me onto the bed. Then he kissed me, but as he did so, he slid the ring on my finger.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he whispered between kisses.

I cradled his face and held him back so I could look into his eyes. “I love you. Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“I love you too baby.”

We made out for a few minutes before we heard, “Mommy? Daddy? I’m hungwy.”

“Well, I suppose we need to get ready for that times two,” he murmured into my neck with a laugh.

“Lordy,” I muttered, then laughed as well.

But I couldn’t wait.

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