The Legacy

“I was talking to Seraphina, and she helped me understand something important. My whole life, I’ve planned for everything. I like doing things in steps. It keeps me focused and, I don’t know, I guess it helps me not get overwhelmed each time I’m faced with some major change.”

“Well, obviously. I’m not going to deprive my lady of all this…” He gestures up and down his body, then strikes a pose in his Bruins T-shirt and plaid pajama pants.

“But I’m not in this relationship alone. You’re here too, and my steps aren’t always going to align with your steps. We can’t always do everything my way.”

“I want to marry you one day. And until that day, I want to be engaged to you.”

“I bet he’s having phone sex with Grace,” Garrett guesses. “Or sending dick pics. You know every time we fly, he sneaks into the jet bathroom and takes pictures of his junk to send her?”
I snort. “Ha, like you don’t do the same for Wellsy.”

“Overthinking what? Your apology?”
“No

“So. With that said. Will you, Dean Sebastian Kendrick Heyward-Di Laurentis, be my fiancé?”

“Your proposal,” I echo.

“I’ll always have you.”

“I had a forty-minute cab ride to plan out what I was going to say to you, but all my practice speeches sounded so cliché and contrived. I did a couple out loud for my driver, and he told me I was overthinking it.”