DISCLAIMER: Meg Cabot owns all! But I own the plot.
Summery: Getting married is a long process... how do Jesse and Suze handle it?
Suze's POV
I seriously think I'm still dreaming. I swear, these have been the worlds best 5 years ever. Seriously, ever since Jesse became alive again, I've been floating on cloud nine.
So, now I'm a Junior in college, studying to be a psychologist. Jesse has just started his job at the local hospital as aPediatrician. He is indeed the sexist docter alive. He even puts George Clooney second. And apparently, I'm not the only one who thinks so. You should see all the single moms, some who are even still married,who stare at his rear-end when he leaves a room. But seriously, he is amazing with kids. This gives me a glimpse of how much our kids will love him. But considering he hasn't poped the question yet, we still have a little bit until Jesse is being smothered in hugs and kisses from our children.
These were the thoughts that were running through my head as I was getting ready for dinner with him tonight. I decided to wear the classic black skirt and a fancy red top, along with some black heels. As I was clipping my second earing on, I heard a knock on the door to my dorm room. I got up and opened the door.
My heart did it's usual pitter-patter at the sight of him. Jesse was wearing a nice pair of khakis and a classy forest green shirt, which always looked amazing on him. "You look amazing, Quierda." He told me before leaning down to give me another earth-shattering kiss. My arms rested on his shoulders and his hands were on my waist as our tounges said Hey. He pulled away, leaving me with a very cheeky grin that I always got when we kissed.
"Lets go." He said, taking my hand andleading me towards his car.
He seemed really nervous during dinner. I didn't know why until we were walking on the beach barefoot, one arm wrapped around eachother. It was a beautiful night.Not a cloud in the sky, full moon, the stars brighter than ever. We were walking in silence until I noticed his hand playing with something in his pocket.
"What's that in your pocket?" I asked him curiously as we stoped. He turned to face me, witha slight blush to his face. He took a deep breath and took out a small, black, velvet box. As if this wasn't enough to send my blood preasure sky high, he got down on one knee and opened it. "Suzannah, will you marry me?"
"Of course I will!" I answered, almost a split second after he spoke. I know I seemed a little eager to say yes, butI really didn't care then. He stood up and took out the ring from the box. I raised my hand and he took it, placing the beautiful ring on my finger. I couldn't stop smiling. "Oh my God... were actually engaged!" I said, looking back up at him. He was beaming, making me think that we were subconciously having a fight to see who could give the biggest smile.
Jesse pulled me into his arms and laid one on me (a kiss, I mean.). As my fingers messed with his hair a little, his hands were rubbing my back. After we made out for, oh, about 15 minutes, we came up for air.He then said "We should go tell you family."
I nodded, knowing my voice was unreliable, and we walked back to his car.
If you ask nicely, I just might write more...