PROPOSAL

“I think we’re going to spend our whole lives apologizing to each other,” I lightly laughed.

She sat up so I could sit next to her. I pulled her onto me so her head was resting in my lap. I started to gently stroke her hair as she fell asleep. I pulled my phone out and sent a text message to Dan.

“I need you to be in Miami beach the day after tomorrow. That’s where and when I’m proposing to My love.

Make the arrangements for the rental of the beach, the dinner, and tent. It has to be perfect.”

“Don’t worry, Dean; I have Valerie and Claire helping. Everything will be perfect. I’ll see you in a couple of days. Now, calm down.”

I carefully lifted Steph’s head and scooted off the couch. I covered her with a blanket and went into the bedroom to call Phil. He told me that the cops were holding someone in custody that fit the description of someone lurking around the building the night of the fire. He told me not to worry and that he’ll take care of things while I’m gone. Just as I hung up,