“Oh, you got him tags too did you?” You reach down, taking the tags into your hand and pushing your glasses up to read them.
You take your shades off and set them down on the coffee table. As Jake reads the tags, which are engraved with the words ‘Will you marry me?’, you slide the little black box out of our pocket and get down on one knee on the floor in front of him.
You feel your heart catch in your throat as you read over the words again and again, like it wasn't actually happening. You hear him shift and you snap your head around to stare at him, going bright red in the face. This sure was happening and you weren't even sure what to do!
"D-dirk! Really? Oh my g-god." You shake your head like crazy, trying to get the blush to go down. "Yes! Of course! Yes!"








