The Dick Next Door(8)

By: Simone Sowood



Most nights he’s been in my bed, but lately I’ve moved upstairs to his bed.

We decided to convert the house from two apartments back into a single dwelling. Max has been doing all of the work himself, and I love coming home to a sweaty man who’s been using his muscles all day.

The downstairs has been ripped apart. We ripped down the wall between my old bedroom and the kitchen, and are turning it into a big eat in kitchen with a sitting area.

When we finish down here, we’re going to rip out the kitchen and living room upstairs and restore it to its original three bedrooms.

“Now we just have to decide on the countertops,” I say.

“There’s one more decision to make,” Max says, setting down the sample cupboard doors.

He takes my hand and leads me through the ripped apart back of the house and into the living room at the front of the house. He lets go of me in the center of the room, stands back glances up, then shuffles me a little bit to the left. Clasping my left hand in both his hands, he gazes into my eyes and takes a deep breath.

My heart flutters, wondering what he’s doing.

“Lily, I can’t tell you how happy I am that you bashed a hole in my ceiling.” He pauses, and points up at the spot directly over me. “Since the day I met you, all of my frustration and pain has vanished. One look in your beautiful eyes and I’m filled with your love. I can’t imagine going a day of my life without you in it. Will you marry me?”

Max reaches into his pocket but I don’t wait. I hurl myself at him, wrapping my hands around his neck and my legs around his waist.

“Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes.”

“Hold on, I haven’t got the ring out yet.” Max lifts me off of him and sets me on the floor in front of him.

He pulls his hand out of his pocket, a beautiful princess cut diamond solitaire pinched between his thumb and forefinger. It’s the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen.

“It’s beautiful,” I say, tears pricking my eyes.

With my gaze captured in his, he takes my left hand and slides the ring onto my finger.

“I only have one request,” he says.

“Anything.”

“We elope, just the two of us. We get married in Vegas or on a beach in the Caribbean, anywhere. Just not a big wedding with anyone else at it.”

I smile softly and run my hand down his cheek. “That sounds perfect. But don’t worry, there is no way I’m not spending the rest of my life with you. I will never leave you. And there’s nothing I’d like to do more and tell everyone you know how amazing you are and how much I love you.”

The End

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