“Will you marry me?” There it was. She turned. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, bending over as he pulled his underwear on. She smiled. “Yes.” He fell off the bed. “Did you just say yes?” He popped up to standing. “I just said yes.” “Shit!” He started scrambling for his pants, even though he only had one leg through his underwear. “I’m not ready!” “You’re not ready? You’ve only asked me a million times.”
