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He wasn’t sure how it happened. One minute the ring was resting securely in his jacket pocket and the next moment Jack found himself sliding it onto Sue’s finger without ever uttering a word.
Myles swore afterwards that Jack made his move to the accompaniment of the soprano section trilling five gold rings from The Twelve Days of Christmas.
Jack denied this but truthfully he was so besotted that he wouldn’t have noticed if the Polar Express itself rattled in through the church doors. What he did notice was Sue’s frozen silence and the audible gasps and ensuing twittering from the people around them – in particular, the two ladies who had graciously allowed him to slip into the seat beside Sue. Obviously they had done their own maneuvering and managed to procure seating directly behind Jack and Sue. He heard their staged whispers and was grateful that Sue could not.
“Did he even ask her?”
“I don’t think so…”
“You mean he just…”
“…assumes…”
“that she’ll say yes!”
“Well, look at him, wouldn’t you?”
“Still, I wouldn’t like to think that he’d just take her for granted…”
As if that could ever be a possibility, Jack scoffed silently as he continued to stare at the golden head bent over her extended hand. He hoped this was because her attention was drawn to the ring he had just placed there and not because she was so mortified that she was afraid to look up at him. The ladies’ comments had scared him.
Myles figured they’d counted all the way up to seven swans a swimming before Sue finally lifted her head. He was relieved since holding his breath and singing was next to impossible and the choir director was giving him curious looks. He didn’t realize how worried he was until he took one look at her face and felt the release of tension send his voice warbling out of control. From the smug look on Jack’s face, Myles figured the man had his answer, whether Sue had actually given him one or not.
“Say yes,” Jack mouthed when she finally looked over at him.
“I’m sorry, Jack, I didn’t hear the question,” she teased.
“Say yes and I’ll tell you what you’re agreeing to,” he insisted with the air of a man who was certain of the outcome.
Sue tilted her head in playful consideration, unaware of the avid audience watching the scene unfold before them. She felt the unfamiliar pressure of the ring encircling her finger – a ring so exquisite that she had been stunned more by it than his unexpected proposal. She shivered when he placed his hand over hers, lifting it to his lips. His mouth grazed her knuckles and she jumped when his tongue traced the gold band encircling her finger. She snatched her hand away, her cheeks aflame, her eyes wide in disbelief. Suddenly aware of the eavesdroppers around her she hastily tucked her hand into her lap, her cheeks flagging her embarrassment…and excitement.
He knew he could kiss that yes out of her if they were alone and was beginning to seriously calculate that option regardless of their numerous witnesses. She was making him wait far too long, but he supposed that could rightfully be her line since he had made her wait two years; an eternity when he thought of what they had been missing. Now he didn’t want to waste another second.
Marry me. He signed and then bent closer to her. “Say yes and I’ll spend the rest of the day convincing you that it was the best decision you ever made. And Sue, you know I can be very...convincing.” He accompanied this comment with a wink.
Energy surged between them and Sue felt the familiar curls of heat flickering through her body. His eyes were impossible! They spoke the volumes he didn’t dare put to voice in the midst of the church. They sparkled nearly as brightly as the diamond on her left hand which glistened in the sunlight straining in through the leaded glass of an arched window. It was impossibly delicate, so intricate that she feared it would shatter with the slightest movement. It reminded her of the rainbow of colours caught in the icicle prisms that lined the path to…her breath caught in the back of her throat as she looked at him in surprise. Chocolate eyes warmed her with their gaze, steadying her and exciting her all at the same time. Familiar eyes that had held her just as captive then as they did now.
“Jack?” she whispered her surprise. “Do you remember…”
“Yes,” he nodded with a glint of amusement evident in his eye. “See how easy that was to say? Now you try it.” He thought it impossible for her to look any lovelier, but the radiance that burst across her countenance left him gasping for air. The look she sent him was as intimate as any touch and her eyes held promises he had barely begun to dream of.
“Yes.”
Myles thought it was lucky that Jack’s whoop of joy echoed through the church just as the choir energetically began their countdown from eleven pipers piping. The rest of the choir thought it odd that the smattering of applause began well before the familiar carol was finished but Myles could see the small standing ovation that circled Jack and Sue, neatly obscuring them from sight. When the ushers had restored order again, he noticed the empty gap in the pew and the lovebirds’ suspicious absence from the grand finale of his choral debut.