Page 76 of Can We Try?

She turns in my arms and rests her palm against my cheek. “Is everything okay?”

I place my hand over hers. “Everything is perfect. Too perfect.”

“That’s a bad thing?” she asks.

“No, baby, that’s a wonderful thing,” I murmur against her lips.

“Is there something on your mind?”

“You.” I kiss her again.

“Me?” She seems surprised.

“Maggie, there isn’t a single second of the day that I’m not thinking about you. I even dream about you.”

“Did you dream about me last night?” she asks, her tone teasing.

“I did.” It’s not a lie, I did, but I know it’s because of my indecision of the question I need to ask her today. Turns out, that dream, and my early morning decision are going to play well for me today.

“What did you dream about?” she asks, snuggling closer.

I tuck her head beneath my chin and hold her tightly. “You were in a white dress, walking toward me. All of our family was there, but I couldn’t tell you who for sure, because I only had eyes for you.” It’s true. I could feel their presence, but Maggie was all that I could see.

“Our wedding?”

“Yeah, baby, our wedding. We stood before everyone we love, vowing to love one another until the end of time.”

“I think I like this dream.”

“There were two people other than us that I remember clearly.”

“Yeah? Who?”

“Sean and my dad.”

“Tell me.”

“I was holding Sean in my arms as you walked toward us. My dad, he was walking you down the aisle. When you reached us, we traded. He took Sean, and I got you.” I kiss the top of her head.

“Do you think that’s something he would want to do?” she asks hesitantly.

“Without a doubt in my mind,” I assure her, knowing my dad would be honored to step up.

“Definitely a sweet dream,” she murmurs.

Here goes nothing. “What if it wasn’t just a dream?”

She pulls away so that she can look me in the eye. The early morning light is filtering through the blinds, giving us just enough light. “Not a dream?”

“It’s my dream. The one I had last night and the one that I have for our future. Maggie, I love you. With each day that I get to spend with you, that love only grows. I want you here in this bed next to me forever. I want you, me, and Sean, and our future babies to all share the same last name.”

“I like the sound of that.”

Fuck yes! I let go of her and climb out of bed.

“What are you doing?”

“I have to get something.” I move to my underwear drawer and pull out the ring box that’s been sitting there since long before she moved in with me. Grabbing it, I make my way back to the bed. She’s sitting up now, the blankets pooling at her waist.

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