It was only her second time even meeting his kids. All five of them. There they all were, lined up in a row, each holding a sign. Together they spelled out a question – WILL YOU MARRY OUR DADDY? Her chest tightened when she realized what was happening. Maybe it wasn’t exactly PC to say, but she wasn’t even sure if she liked all of Jay’s kids – that little one seemed like he’d be a handful. She needed time.
Before Jay could get on one knee, she put her hand on his arm.
“Can we speak privately?”
The Moral Mondays prompt this week is: Don’t Take On More Than You Can Bear
I must have proposals on the brain, my second engagement-related story in less than a week. It’s that time of year!