Tatum
I am officially a librarian at Matilda's old school. Spencer suggested we move closer to the university. I took him up on that offer. He's a writer, so he can work from anywhere in the world. It's a plus that this is a great neighborhood to raise our babies.
It's Saturday today which means I can stay in bed as long as I want. I reached over and opened my book to where I left off last night.
I gasped and felt tears well up my in my eyes. Spencer walked in sat down on the bed. "Yes...yes...of course I will marry you," I gleamed. He smiled and put the ring on my finger. He kissed my hand. I wrapped my arms around him.
"Don't think I'm only proposing because of our little ones," he told me, putting his hands on my belly. "I had the ring months before. I was just waiting for the right time...until I stopped waiting and just did it," he said. "Oh, and, that was an old book of mine. I knew you'd be pissed if I wrecked your book," he said.
I didn't even care about the book. I cared about him and our future. "I love you. We love you. I can't imagine my life with anyone else," I said. "I love you, too, babe. Forever and always. You stole my heart when I saw you reading the same book as me in your uniform," he said. I laughed. "That was a great day...today is even better...OW!.....omg....I'm having contractions," I exclaimed. Spencer jumped up off the bed. "Spence....my water broke.....," I said. "Omg...omg...I'll call 911," he said, running out of the room. The babies were coming quick. I could feel it.
