Proposal
“Thomas,” Alexa laughs as she’s pulled by her boyfriend.
“C’mon darling, hurry, this is important,” Thomas insists.
Alexandra smiles and lets herself be dragged.
It’s Christmas time, and lights are hung up in every which way.
Red, green and silver-white chains of light make the streets glow.
Everyone is laughing and talking about the latest things in the news.
Thomas and Alexandra has both been pulled aside several times by political enthusiasts or reporters.
Thomas was now Secretary of State, and Alexandra the Secretary of Treasury.
Both now lived in Monticello and had a cat.
Alexandra had picked her up off the side of the street.
Thomas couldn’t resist the kicked kitten look he got from the cutie.
The cat was also pretty cute.
Her name is Charlotte and she’s a gray tabby.
She’s an absolute diva, but they both love her.
The only person she loves, though, is George.
Thomas swears that every time someone that’s not George walks through the door, Charlotte goes further into depression.
Thomas finally reaches where he wants them to be.
“Ok, Thomas, we’ve been walking for hours, what’d do you want to- oh my god,” Alexa whispers in shock.
There, written in Christmas lights and wreaths, were the words, ‘Will you marry me?”
Alexandra feels tears blur her vision as she sees Thomas get down on one knee.
She notices the reporters around her but honestly couldn't care less.
She laughs disbelievingly when Thomas pulls out a velvet box.
Inside, lies a beautiful ring.
It had a gold band intertwined with a silver one with a large diamond sitting on top.
Thomas grins at her.
‘Dope,’ she thinks when she releases that he’s wearing his ‘Warning: may start talking about politics’ shirt.
It’s barely visible through his coat but she’s stolen enough of his clothes to know what shirt it is.
“So?” Thomas prompts.
“Yes,” Alexandra says, beaming. “Absolutely, I would love to marry you.”
Thomas’s smile outshines the stars when he puts the ring on her finger.
“Guess you're stuck with me now,” Thomas whispers.
Alexandra laughs wetly. “You say it like it’s a bad thing.
Thomas chuckles. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
And it starts the first snowfall of the season.