It had been over a week since Mick had moved in and we hadn’t talked or mentioned when he tried to kiss me, and had been going to the gym a lot, most of it was Mick’s idea, I think he wanted to thrust his frustration about what happened into his workouts. This particuar workout had been very long so much so that we had stayed the whole night and the sun was starting to rise, he decided to join me as he joked that the treadmills were easier, but as he had always worked out to build his upper body he wasn’t as experienced as me at running.
“Phew. That was a really hard workout” he said, I could only master a nod.
“I know, look no one’s here why don’t we go skinny dipping in the pool upstairs.” He said with a slight smirk on his face.
I wasn’t too sure but as I was the type of person who’d never turn down a dare I accepted. I stood up and slid of my skirt and made a run for the stairs.
“I’ve been carrying this around for a few weeks now, from the moment I first saw you I knew Ii wanted to marry you. I must admit I have been unsure about whether to ask you or not, but after today I know you love me. So will you marry me?” he asked.
I froze, I felt as if all eyes were on me, I was too shocked to say anything, and Mick just stayed there on one knee with the ring looking at me devotedly.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I’d love to say yes but my answer’s no. I just feel as if we are rushing things” I replied.
I felt guilty, here he was sharing his emotions, showing how he cared, it was what any girl would want but I just couldn’t say yes. He looked as if I pulled out his heart and stamped on it. He closed the box and stood back up. He looked on like he was on the urge to break down and cry. I decided it would be best if I drove home.
“Do you want any dinner?” I asked.
Mick just shook his head. He really didn’t want to talk to me, now I was starting to feel depressed. I made myself dinner and Mick curled up on the sofa and went to sleep early. As I ate I started to think more about the proposal, we actually know each other quite well and have been friends for ages, I was only looking at the time we had spent as a couple, but as I thought more about it I began to wonder what was so wrong about us getting engaged or married, although I didn’t like the name Charice Situp, I liked the name Mick Temple.
“I hope you don’t mind but I had to borrow your engagement ring. I was stupid for saying no, although we haven’t known been with each other romantically for long we have been friends for longer, and I can’t think of anyone that makes me feel the way you do or anyone who I’d like to spend my life with, please don’t say the wrong thing like me, say yes” I said.
Mick was in shock.
“Well if you’re going to use the ring I brought then I suppose I better say yes” he finally said.
~End of Chapter~