It was absolutely amazing. As I kissed him for the first time, fireworks were going off in my head and I was finding it hard to stop. So I didn't. I barely stopped kissing him that entire night, save for the time we spent catching some Zs.
"I want the dinosaur!"
"No, I want the dinosaur!"
"Give me the dinosaur!"
"Get your own!"
"I want my mommy!"
"I want my mommy!"
These kids were seriously putting me off my lifetime dream to raise five kids from babies to teenagers, so I promptly left since I couldn't seem to nod off.
A few months later, I called Haland asked him to meet me at the art gallery. I don't know what made me change into my formal dress, but I did anyway since it kind of suited the occasion. Me and Hal were closer now, if that was even possible, and I was ready to do something life-changing. I sure hoped I was up for it. Together, we perused the rooms of traditional and modern works of art, marvelling at the talent of every single artist displayed there, until we were finally outside again, and it was dark. My heart drumming louder than a herd of elephants doing the tango, I got down on one knee.
"Hal," I said, reaching for the little velvet box that was kept in a hidden pocket in my dress, "I know this is kind of backwards but I figure if I don't do this, neither of us will. Hal, I knew from the second I saw you that you were the man I loved. And so, one thing leads to another, and our love seems to be stronger than ever. Hal Breckenridge, I love you. Will you be my husband?"
Hal was so excited that he started hopping about from foot to foot when he saw the ring. "Oh my Plumbob, AJ!" he yelled. "Oh my Plumbob!"
"So I'll take that as a yes, then?" I asked as he hugged me delightedly.
"Of course!" he replied enthusiastically, kissing my neck. Finally, after many months of passion, Hal was my fiancé, and I wouldn't have any other guy in his place.
The next few weeks whizzed by in a whirlwind of wedding plans, promotions and love. I would call Hal up regularly to check that everything was ready for the wedding, and he would reassure me that yes, everything was ready, and that I had picked just the right spot for our wedding. And finally, the date arrived.
"With this ring I thee wed..."
...And so, we shared our first kiss as husband and wife. I was perfectly happy right then and there, and nothing could have put a dampener on my mood. I was married!