Ready To Be My Wife?

“What?” she asks shyly but her eyes twinkled with delight.

“Marry me,” he repeated.

“We can’t—”

Ben grinned, picking up on the small tinge of hope in her voice. “We can,” he said firmly, pulling her along with him.

They went to a small jewelry store that was open along the strip and he picked out two bands, paying double for them to engrave them both immediately. As soon as they were done, they headed to a small, nearby chapel. They gave the people their details and drivers' licenses. Ben had to squint his eyes, trying to make out her last name. After a few minutes, it came to him… it said Prez. Just like she had said.

They asked where the happy couple wanted their official paperwork mailed. They talked and Ben agreed after she told him about how much her house meant to her. The certificate would be sent to her house. Benjamin watched as the recorder lady filled in the information on the papers.

“What about your family?” Dora asked.

“I will call them.” Since they had some time to