"So, what did George say?"

"The usual…that man is such a git." I said letting out a huff of frustration, "There's nothing that can change my grandfather's will. If I want to inherit the company I've got to get married."

"What are you going to do?"

"There's nothing I can do except get married." I replied, continuing on quickly before anything else could be said. "On my way out of the office, I ran into James Pentz, the new partner at George's firm. I have a feeling he was waiting for me since he said he had something he wanted to share with me. We had a coffee and during seemingly innocent talk, he let me know a few things."

"Such as?"

I let a small smile show, "Like, did we want to pitch into the present pool for George's retirement party at the end of the month?"

"George is retiring! Why didn't he tell us?"

"Oh, and were we aware that my grandfather's will states only that I have to be legally married by twenty-nine. There's no clause that says the marriage has to be performed here in the US, or that it must be legal here, only that a legal marriage be preformed and witnessed."

"We knew that, that's nothing new."

"Let me finish," I said my smile widening. "He also asked if I was aware he was attending the same conference next month that we're going to in Victoria and that he, as partner, has the ability to be a witness to my marriage? And, were we aware that gay marriages are legal in Canada?"

"Wait, what are you saying?"

"I guess I'm asking if you want to make these" I held up my hand showing my ring, "legally binding."

I took the fact that my arms were suddenly filled by my boyfriend, who was trying to kiss me and cry at the same time, as a yes.