You're silent for a few moments before Jess asks again. “What is this?” her voice is quiet and even. “It feels like a jewelry box.” The trouble with Jess is that she's too smart sometimes. You realize that the best way to deal with this is to tell the truth. Jess values honesty, which is why she knows far too much about your likes and dislikes in terms of people and sexual activity.
“It is,” you reply, with the same steady voice. Jess gulps before asking her next question.
“What's inside of it?”
“You can open it, if you'd like.” You really hope she won't. You'd had this proposal planned rather well until your girlfriend started sucking your dick in public.
Jess pulls out the box and looks at it. She hasn't looked at you yet, and you've made no move. You'd love to button up your pants, but Jess is in the way, still leaning over your slowly deflating dick. You hear her open the box with a slight pop and she gasps. She sits up, and you take the opportunity to button up. She looks at you and you notice her eyes are filled with tears.
“Oh wow.” You see the diamond, a simple, elegant cut glinting in the low light of the cabin. “, this is beautiful. Were you going to propose?” You smile at her and she blinks back some of the tears, wiping her eyes. Jess doesn't cry, and while it's not making you uncomfortable, you're a bit surprised. “Sorry. I really didn't expect this,” she says. She leans in to kiss you. You kiss her back and she pulls away. “Sorry, I forgot something.” She pulls the ring out of the box and puts it on her finger.
“Yes,” she says, her lips quivering. Whoa! You both kiss again, this time slowly and leisurely. You melt against your fianceé for a long while and finally pull apart. “I can't believe it, you sneak,” she says, punching your arm. But she's smiling and practically glowing. “And if you don't mind, I'd rather wait to finish dessert. I'm kinda enjoying this moment.” You nod your agreement. She snuggles into your shoulder, and you fall asleep together, listening to the hum of the plane engine. |