1A/N: Ah, it's been MONTHS since I last put something up. I feel terrible. I'll start posting things more often, promise. Anyways, here is a nice little one shot for all you fluff lovers out there. Enjoy.
I sat in my bedroom, the shades drawn and the curtains pulled. As I lay flat on my back, I couldn't help but notice how my stomach was starting to protrude, no longer almost concave. I slid my shirt up slightly and rubbed my hand across my stomach, leaving goose bumps in my wake. When I had told him about it, he had said nothing, nothing at all. He had just left, with out a goodbye, without a kiss, without a word. I sighed and slid my shirt back down as I heard someone knock on the front door. I sat there, waiting for someone else to get it, too lazy to haul myself off the bed and down the stairs. I heard the door creak open and my mother's voice and the familiar rumble of Charlie's.
The front door closed and then silence followed until the light thumping of someone coming up the stairs could be heard. The footsteps stopped outside my door and my door swung open to reveal Charlie. His eyes lit up as he saw me and I watched, keeping quiet, as he made his way across the room toward me. "I'm so sorry," he whispered. I sat up and stood as he reached me, wrapping my arms around him and snuggling into the warmth of his body. I breathed in his smell, after shave and Old Spice. I reached up and pressed a soft kiss on his lips and rested my head on his chest. He took a step back from me and murmured, "I need to do this before I chicken out and it's not because of what you told me, it's because I love you, forever and always."
I stared at him, my jaw dropped in surprise, as he lowered himself to the ground on one knee. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. My mouth went dry and my throat closed up as he looked at me with those clear blue eyes of his. I bit my lip, nervous, as he held my hand, slid the ring on and murmured in his deep, soothing voice, "Jordan, will you marry me?"
I somehow managed to let out a choked 'yes' before I yanked him up to me and crushed my lips against his. He returned the kiss just as heatedly and pushed me forward until the back of my knees hit the bed. As we landed on the bed, we broke apart, clawing at each others clothing.
Hours later, he was getting dressed and I was curled up under the sheets, happy as I could be. I stared at his smooth, tan back as he fastened his belt, watched the way his back curved as he reached under my desk for his shirt. He crawled up onto the bed and kissed me tenderly. He put his hand on my stomach and I placed mine over his. "This is our baby, Charlie, you can't skip out on me now, you realize that right?"
"I want to be here, I want to be able to see you everyday, to be able to see this little baby every single day for the rest of my life," He paused, "I love you."
"And I love you too."