Page 10 of Mister Landlord

Eleanor

Mardi Gras, February 25, 2020

The last week with Beau has been amazing. While our days are full of prep for Mardi Gras and work, our nights have been full of sweet dinners and sinfully naughty sex until we fall asleep in a tangled mess of sheets.

I don't think he has slept at his place since the first night that we made love. On day two, after work, he showed up with a duffle bag with some of his stuff inside, and on night four I gave him a drawer. I know that it seems fast, but I already love having him in my house.

Well, I guess technically I am in his house, but I love him in my space. Every day he shows me what a wonderful man he is, and I fall a little more in love with him. While I am at work, he has been working on the house fixing the faucet and a few other things that needed doing. He always brings me lunch with a flower. He has gotten that for me no matter how busy he gets.

We haven't said the words out loud yet, but he shows me how much he loves me by the way he takes care of me. I’m just afraid of telling him so soon and freaking him out. Tonight, is our Krewe balls. One thing you need to know about New Orleans is that being in a Krewe means being in a family. We always have each other’s backs. I wasn't worried about him meeting mine. I knew they were going to love him. I am worried about meeting his though. I am nervous as fuck actually. We went to mine first where I witnessed my dad and all of the guys in my krewe fangirl over my man. Watching grown-ass men stumbling over their words asking him to sign shit was hilarious.

We are now on our way to his and I am trying not to let my nerves get the best of me. When we get out of the car, he takes my hand and brings it to his lips kissing the back of it before putting it over his heart.

“Don’t worry, chérie. They are going to love you. How could they not? You’re amazing.” I can feel my blush and I have never been so happy to be wearing a mask.

“Okay, I'll try not to,” I whisper.

“That's my girl.” He gives me that megawatt smile of his and I can’t help but smile back. “You ready to do this?” he asks with a wink as we reach the doors.

“Hell yeah,” I say, jutting out my chin. He chuckles then pushes opens the doors. The party is in full swing and completely packed. The music is bumping but Beau seems to know where we are going so I let him lead me down the stairs and around, though the crowd, and right to a group of people in one of the much quieter corners of the room. As we get closer, I can start to make out some of the people in the middle. Next to a man that is maybe an inch or two shorter than Beau but way wider is Em, Beau’s sister and next to them is an older couple. Em sees me and squeals. She runs to us when she sees that we are there.

“Oh my God! I haven't seen you in forever.” I laugh as she wraps me in a hug. I watch as Beau and the big man do that bro hug thing where they slap each other hard on the back a few times then they pull back.

“It’s really good to see you, man. How have you been?” Big man asks. Beau grins and reaches over grabbing my hand.

“I have been fucking great man. This is my girl Ella, Ella this is Baby Bash.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” I say, taking his hand.

“Well aren't you a sweet little thing?” Bash asks, kissing my hand. Beau growls and pulls me closer to his side.

“No touching.” Bash’s eyes twinkle with mirth before he sighs dramatically.

“Whatever will I do then?” I laugh and like him immediately. I just know he loves giving beau hell.

“Come on, babe. I want you to meet my parents.” I bite my lip and nod. Bash moves and we walk over to his parents. “Ella, this is my mother Suzette and my father Beaumont. Mom, Dad this is Ella.” His mom gives me a hug.

“It’s wonderful to meet you dear. I have heard so much about you.”

“I have heard a lot of good things about you too,” I say. When she moves away his dad gives me a hug too.

“Thanks for making our son happy, Ella.” I blush.

“Thank you. It's so nice to meet both of you.” Bash comes up behind us with two flutes of champagne.

“Now that the love birds are here let's get this party started.” Everyone laughs while I blush. We clink our glasses together. We have been here for an hour and just got on the dance floor when a slow song comes on. He pulls me close to him, my head rests on his chest as we sway to the music.

“Chérie, I have something to ask you,” he says stopping mid sway. I look up to see that he looks a little nervous and I hate that look so I stand on my tippy toes and kiss his jaw.

“You can ask me anything.” He takes a deep breath then right in the middle of the ballroom dance floor he drops to one knee and takes my left hand “B… Beau what are you doing?” I ask, gasping.

“Eleanor Gremillon, the last week with you has been the best time of my life. You are the most amazing woman I have ever met. You are kind, thoughtful, sassy as hell, and you will always keep me on my toes. You’re so beautiful inside and out and I love you more than anything in this world. Would you do me the honor of being my wife and the mother of my children?” he asks, pulling out a black box from his suit pocket. He opens it, showing me a huge oval shaped diamond surrounded by much smaller pink sapphires. My hand goes to my mouth and my eyes fill with tears.

“Oh Beau! Of course, I will marry you. I love you so much.” He slips on my ring and of course it fits perfectly. When he stands up everyone around us starts clapping. He sweeps me into his arms and dips me low, kissing the ever-loving crap out of me.

“I love you too, Chérie. Now and always,” he whispers in my ear.

There are shouts and wolf whistles all around us, but I don't care because the man of my dreams just asked me to spend the rest of my life with him.

I can’t fucking wait.

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