Jacqui Wilkes And Me

I explained why I'd thought about signing up for the film when the second proposal came along. Jill had seen Debs' website and incorrectly put two and two together thinking Debs and he were an item and getting married.

If we were no longer together I relinquished my moral responsibility to a partner leaving me free to do as I wished. I'd made that decision out of frustration and anger over what I'd perceived as our failed relationship, I'd since come to the realization I couldn't have done the role anyway. It just wasn't me.

He understood and said it made sense, "But now just put the whole matter in the rearview mirror, be done with it, and move on."

I brought him up to date with the business and how our plans were tracking but I was hedging around the one question I wanted to broach with him. We dropped into silence for a moment before I got the gumption to start, "Marcus honey, can I ask where you see us in say a year? No. Two years."

A sly smile appeared on his face. It faltered and got serious. He moved to stand in front of me, "I was summoned to Christian's lair last week. Suzanne was there, but his lordship wasn't. We chatted. Good really. We get on well and she's biding her time to make relationships with us all, I think she wants to feel us all out first. There's still a bit of angst with how they've treated each other over the last twenty-five years but they're coping with it..."

The slightest of smiles appeared. Nervously though. "Anyway, that's not the question you asked me. Suzanne gave me two items that came from my great-grandmother, Christian's mother, and told me I needed to shift my arse over it. It's..." He was struggling to get something out of his jeans pocket. (Oh my god! And kneeling all at the same time).

I think I blubbed... No, no I did, I blubbed as I felt the first tears sting my eyes, "Look I dropped in to see your parents, they gave me their blessing. Jacqui honey, all I can offer is my love and my absolute promise I'll be there with you no matter what life throws at us...

He had something wrapped in my small thin scarf I'd given him that first night. He carefully unfolded it.

I looked at the gorgeous piece of jewelry he held in the palm of his hand as my tears took hold, "So will you do me the honor? Will you mah.."

"YES! YES. Yes, yes."

by Overwatcher.