| 65 | I like it when you're bossy

Feelings that come back Are feelings that never left.

~Frank Ocean

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"Shit my mom is going to kill me" Aaron sighs as he shifts in bed

I scrunch my nose as I look at him,

We've been in the hospital for a few weeks, and the doctors and nurses have been thoroughly keeping an eye on us and making sure we're both healing well,

And everything's been great, Aaron and I were having a conversation just mere seconds ago and I was telling him how funny he was high, and then I mention jokingly how Vanessa Huxley sounds quite cute,

And then he replies with that a second later...

I can't quite grasp if it's because he thinks marriage is too soon, or maybe not even on the table at all,

Though he did technically mention it while he was high on anesthesia...

"I had this whole cute as-shit thing planned out, that you would have loved, but I just can't wait any longer, and you saying stuff like that makes me not want to wait another second" he huffs out a laugh

"It's like with every moment that passes I'm physically incapable of hiding what lies in my heart, I can't wait until we leave this hospital to tell you...I look at you and I just know what I want and I can't hide it anymore" he whispers with a smile

I frown, so confused about what he's trying to tell me right now

"I'm so confused...I'm not even going to lie to you right now Aaron" I sigh

He turns on the bed so he's looking at me, and he just stares and stares until I feel like I need to look away because his eyes are too perfect, too beautiful as it sets on my face,

And just when I think he'd say something smart-ass or his usual self, he says something that is so far from what I thought he was going to say that it truly takes me a moment to understand the depths of his statement

"Marry me..." he says, his stare unwavering as he continues to look at me like I'm all he wants from life,

As if he'd be content if all he ever gets out of life is me.

"Huh?" I whisper

"Marry me sunshine" he whispers back, his smile sweet, and nerves dancing in his eyes.

He's sober...he's not high on drugs anymore, this is a complete and truthful statement, that causes me to momentarily freeze in place as I try to contain tears.

But I cry because it seems like it's the only emotion I'm able to possess at this moment, and out of everything he could've said, he said something that has tingles coating my skin

"Is that an order Mr. Huxley?" A broken laugh escapes through my tears, as I continue to think about the words that I've dreamed of him saying.

That he said just seconds ago.

His thumb gently runs over my cheeks, gliding the tears off my face, yet more follow after that are impossible for him to continue wiping away,

He grins, mischief sparkling in his eyes when he murmurs "damn right it is"

I just look at him with a small smile as I continue to cry, and the whole room around me blurs, it doesn't matter that we're in a hospital, or that we're wearing blue hideous gowns, or that both our breathes smell like chocolate pudding or tapioca,

All that registers is Aaron...just him and the words that he speaks to me, the words that I desperately and selfishly crave to hear.

It's everything to me, this moment will live inside my heart for eternity that ranks as one of the top best moments in my life.

"Will you marry me, Vanessa?" He asks after a moment

I laugh as I tilt my head, the question doesn't seem fully right coming out of his mouth, and that's why I tell him

"I like it better when you were bossy and told me instead..." I bite my lip, desperately attempting to hide my grin, and fail foolishly at it

I gently cup his face, running my hands through his growing scruff that hasn't been tamed since we got to this hospital, that just seems to make him more attractive

"Yes, I'll marry you" I beam as I press a kiss to his lips, savoring the feel of his growing smile against mine.

"Don't want to make the boss unhappy" I add when I remember I said that a few times...with different exciting moments, little milestones in our relationship

"You just made me anything but unhappy" Aaron grins, so beautifully, just before he kisses me with so much love, desperation, pure and utter love that it has me overwhelmed with more happiness than I ever thought I would deserve.

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"The ring is at our place...I was going to ask a Better way as I said, but truly I don't want another moment to pass where I don't call you my wife, I don't want to wish I would've taken the opportunities in front of me sooner, like to tell you I love you, and to cherish the time we were both given together" Aaron says stroking my hair just before he starts brushing it for me

I grin relishing in the amazing feel of him running the brush through my hair,

There's something weirdly intimate about a simple task like brushing hair, the way he gently goes over my scalp hoping he's not too rough, how his fingers play with the ends of my hair after he passes the brush through,

If hearts were capable of smiling...I know mine would be full-on grinning,

"Who needs an aesthetic proposal when we have the smell of cleaning products and iron from blood around us" I tease,

He groans and lets his head gently fall against my shoulder, and guilt covers his face a moment later when I turn to look at his face,

I laugh and kiss his forehead gently, murmuring "I'm only teasing you, I truly don't care about the dumb aesthetic of a proposal, there's something more real about a simple in the moment proposal, more intimate knowing your partner can't wait a second longer to ask you to be theirs forever" I sigh happily

"You seriously don't mind?" He asks

I snort "absolutely not...actually when we get out of here how about we go to the courthouse and just do it, you said you don't want to wait for a second more and I truly don't either, who needs to wait a year for stressful planning when you can just get married" I shrug

"Though I will admit your mom will probably pull your beautiful hair out when she finds out how you proposed...hey! Oh my goodness this is exactly what she said for you not to do that night we were talking about you asking me to be your girlfriend" I start breaking out laughing

Aaron joins me and sighs a couple of seconds later "yeah...my moms gonna kill me, which is what I knew when I was about to ask you, but you put it perfectly, I couldn't wait to have me be yours forever"

I happily smile "let's do it then" I whisper

He continues brushing my hair, and gently runs his hand over my hair before asking gently "do what?"

"Get married...at a courthouse after we get out of here and heal"

"You're serious?" he asks putting the brush down

I nod and turn to look at him "deadly serious, I love you Aaron...not the idea of a wedding, or the luxury of planning one, and truly I think the whole ordeal would be too painful...to know my father wouldn't walk me down the aisle, or have my mom by my side" I half shrug while looking at him

He nods understanding the bigger reason why a planned wedding isn't something that would be easy for me, he gently cups my face and whispers against my lips "then let's do it...but I do have one request"

"And that would be?" I question

"I want you to wear a dress that shows your tattoo..." he smiles gently

"I can do that" I grin nodding immediately

"Can we also stop by a jewelry store so I can get you a ring?" I ask

He rolls his eyes "I don't need you spending money on such a thing for me"

I frown deeply "yeah? Well, how would all the ladies know your mine?"

He chuckles "first off, they wouldn't get one word in before knowing I'm not interested in them, secondly, I can get a tattoo on my ring finger"

I think for a moment "well you can get the tattoo...but I'm still getting you a ring" I stubbornly reply

"You do that and I'll ignore you for a week" he smirks

I grin with a hint of evil "you wouldn't survive an hour"

He scoffs "yeah right"

I slowly stand up going to take my walk around the hospital halls to get my strength up as the nurses told us to do daily.

"Fine I'm going on my daily walk...for an hour but you can't come with me this time" I grab my slippers and slide them on carefully,

Aaron's mom got me the cutest, fluffy slippers because she didn't want me walking in the hospital socks

Aaron's face forms into a deep frown "stubborn woman" he mutters

I shrug and walk slowly out of the room.

I don't even make it half an hour of my walk before I see Aaron walking slowly toward me,

I smirk watching him walk over "what's up?" I ask nonchalantly

He grasps my chin and kisses me, "you get on my absolute nerves" he mumbles against my lips

I hum "silver band with a simple design"

"No" he huffs

"Just a silver band" I sigh

"No" he reply's

I soften my stare at him and say "a gold simplistic band that will remind you of the sun because it's gold...duh, and so it will be like I'm wrapped around your finger, which I am" I smile cheekily at my cheesy words

He watches me for a long time, his face slightly softens at my words, but the stubbornness still in his eyes

"Cheapest gold ring they have...I pay for it with my money, and I get a sun tattoo with your initial where the ring will go, so when it's off you'll still be wrapped around my finger" he gives in, smiling slightly as my face forms into excitement

"Can I get a moon engraved on the inside of your band? So that it can remind you that you're the light that shines even in the dark?" I say, which I know is just sickly cheesy, but it makes me want to say it even more.

He smirks, while shaking his head "you're made for me, we have the same damn ideas"

"How so?" I ask

He smiles before grabbing my hand so we can finish the walk together "you'll see when we get to the courthouse" he winks

While we're walking, all I think about is that this man is mine forever...he's always going to be mine, and I'm so unbelievably ready to take his last name.

Bonus upload...because why not!

Oh gosh, I can't believe we're just chapters away from the end of this book😭

Short but SICKLY sweet (and cheesy) chapter...

I'm on my period so I can't help but want to write something cute, my brain just has idea after idea of cheesy things to write. I love them every though I cringe when rereading the super cheesy bits.

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