Part 43

Part 43

“You’re the reason I am the man I am today. You take my breath away every time our eyes connect or we touch. I dream about you when you’re nearby or next to me. I can’t see going another day without you in my life as my wife. You make everything in my World perfect, without you, I’m an empty shell and half of a man I know I could be. I would be honored; if you would allow me to be the one to love you, support you, protect you, cater to you for the rest of my life. Will you give me the pleasure of being your husband? Will you marry me, Aaliyah Petty?” On one knee, eyes filled with tears that are ready to spill over, and best of all; that beautiful smile that warms my heart.

“King, you have been my knight in shining armor since the first day we met. You have been my protector, you have been my peace; because of you I breathe today. So, yes Leonard Wythe, there’s nothing more in this World that I want than being your wife.”

He pulls out a ring box and I assumed it was to replace the first one he got for me since it was taken, boy was I wrong. I’m not the material type, of course I like the finer things just like the next person, but the new ring that he purchased was outstanding. If I had sunglasses I would’ve put those bad boys on. I know nothing about diamonds but I can say that it was big and bright. He slipped it on my finger, we both stood to kiss, and by the time we stopped the entire restaurant was clapping for us. I could hear someone say that they need to know my secret and another, assuming they were talking to King saying that he messed it up for every man there. We thanked everyone, laughed, and sat back down to finish our outing with cheesecake.

“I know this is not the best time to tell you but I need to let you know now just in case you change your mind.”

“There’s nothing that you could tell me that would make me change my mind. Well, I hope there’s nothing that deep that would make that happen.”

King sat there, looking down at his hands but saying nothing. I grabbed his hands and asked what was wrong, what did he need to tell me. He couldn’t look me in my eyes, he couldn’t even bring his head up. My chest got tight, so I sat back to get myself to calm down. I don’t  know what he has to tell me but right at this moment I wanted to stab him in his damn throat for making me wait to hear what it is.

“You need to start talking, and start talking now because all you’re doing is upsetting me. So please, whatever you have to say just spill it please.”

Still nothing, I could see the tears running down his face, and his hands shaking. He was shaking his head no, trying to catch his breath, and I sat there thinking I was going to catch a case if he doesn’t tell me what has him so hurt. What he has to say that makes him think I would not marry him. My mind starts to race about all of the possibilities. The waiter comes and I ask for the cheesecake to be put in to go containers and if he could bring us the check. The waiter looks confused, maybe because ten minutes ago we had a happy moment cause for celebration but this fool is sitting across from me crying. It didn’t take the waiter long at all, he sat the bag on the table, put the check in front of King, and asked me if I was okay; if there’s anything he could do. All of a sudden, King lifts his head,

“She’s my woman, there isn’t a damn thing you can do for her.”

“Don’t talk to him that way King. You should be responding to me, not the fact that he’s making sure I’m okay.”