Learning to Be Little Again(64)

Epilogue





8 months later



“Robert, can you please just tell me why you decided all of a sudden that we had to go this month’s munch,” I said as I sat in the passenger’s seat.

Three days ago, Robert had asked me if I had plans for this Saturday. I’d told him I planned on acting like his little girl, like I always did, and he’d nodded and informed me that we were going to the munch and that I could act however I wanted to.

So I decided I wanted to act as an adult, but I also decided to dress in between. I was wearing jeans with little hearts on each back pocket and a white shirt with colorful polka dots. I loved polka dots. I also brought my purse with my teddy bear in it.

I enjoyed going to these munches and they were lots of fun, but Robert and I hadn’t been to one in almost a year.

“We’re here,” Robert said, pulling into a spot in the restaurant parking lot.

There were a lot of parked cars, I noted, as he helped me get out of the car. We walked together, hand in hand. The munch was normally held inside a banquet hall and today was no different.

When we stepped inside, I immediately spotted Samantha and Joey. I let go of my daddy’s hand and quickly walked over to them. “Hi, guys!” I said, giving each of them a hug.

They greeted me and I found out they had been waiting for me before they ate. I turned to my daddy. “Can I go get lunch with Joey and Samantha?”

“Sure, sweetie. Call if you need any help.”

“Okay.”

The three of us went off together to get our lunches.

The munch was similar to the few others I’d been to. Joey, Samantha, and I hung out, each of us having a great time as we talked about our time spent as littles.

As the munch was starting to wind down, I heard someone tap the microphone. I turned to look at the front of the banquet hall to see Robert standing there, microphone in hand. What is he doing?

“Excuse me. Hi, may I please have everyone’s attention?”

The room quieted down almost instantly.

“Thank you. I’m sure more than a few of you are wondering what I’m doing up here… It’s quite simple, actually. Juliana, baby girl, if you could please come up here?” he asked, holding out one of his hands.

On shaky legs, I slowly got out of my chair and walked up to stand in front of him at the front of the hall.

“Juliana, I’ve known you for almost a year now. The first time I saw you was in this very room. I was sitting over there, and you walked in right over there,” he said, pointing to the two areas. “You took my breath away the first time I saw you. I think somehow I already knew that you were the one for me. That’s why we’re here today.”

He got down on one knee, and I covered my mouth with my hands. I couldn’t believe he was doing this!

“Juliana Abbott, you are the center of my universe. You amaze me every day with how much love and dedication you put into anything you do. You are also my baby girl, and I cherish the times you look up at me and call me Daddy. I will love you until the day I die. Will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He pulled out a ring box and opened it so I could see a beautiful diamond ring.

Tears were streaming down my face as I just nodded my head. I couldn’t speak. He stood up and took my left hand and slipped the ring onto my finger. That did it. I was sobbing like a lunatic. I was so happy!

He pulled me toward him and gave me a kiss. At that moment, I didn’t care that we were in a room full of people. I wanted my fiancée!

Then he pulled back and whispered in my ear, “We’ll finish this later.” He nipped my ear lobe, sending what felt like an electric shock straight down to my groin. I smiled up at him and then we were swamped with people coming up to congratulate us.



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Three hours later, Robert and I finally got into our car. After he had proposed, the party started up again, and I spent a good chunk of time with Samantha and Meghan as we compared our rings. Shockingly, they were all pretty darn similar. So we came to the conclusion that our men had good taste in jewelry.

Robert had chosen a silver band with a huge square-cut yellow diamond. Then all around the yellow diamond were small, sparkling white diamonds. It was the perfect ring for me. I loved yellow more than any other color and for the rest of my life, I would be able to stare at a yellow diamond on my finger, reminding me how lucky I was to have Robert in my life.

At the end of the evening, I was starting to get tired and Robert noticed. Thanking everyone for making this day even more special for us, we made our escape.

“Thank you, Robert. I couldn’t have asked for a better proposal,” I said, looking at my ring again. I didn’t know if I would ever be able to stop looking at it. It was exquisite.