stunning.”
“Oh my God, he hasn’t
said anything?”
“No, we have never
talked about getting married. Our relationship hasn’t exactly been ‘traditional’
to begin with. We’ve talked about me opening a business someday and he alluded
to the possibility of being the financial guy behind it…but that’s as far into
the future as we have gone.”
“Wow, so what are you
going to say?”
“Well, first of all I
had to make my mind slow down and accept the fact that he hasn’t asked me yet,
so there could be another explanation for the ring.”
“Like what? He’s going
to propose to someone else? He loves you, Emmi , he
wouldn’t do that. I never thought I would see the day with this guy.”
“Look who’s all of a
sudden team Braxton,” I said with a grin.
“He’s changed; I’m the
first one to admit it. No, actually from what you’ve told me and what I’ve
seen, I think it’s not that he’s changed so much as that he was never really
that guy to begin with. He was pretending to be the stud. This guy who you’re
in love with, that’s the real guy.”
“I’m glad you see it
that way, I do too. But still, the ring could have belonged to his mother, he
could be holding it for a friend, I just don’t want to get too worked up about
it.”
“Okay, hypothetically,
if you went home today and he proposed…what would you say?”
“Yes,” I said, before I even thought about it. I grinned from ear to ear. “Oh my God, I would say yes. I love him...”
“I can tell. I can tell he loves you too. I ’m
glad that you’d say yes, I think you found the one that’s perfect for you. I
hope it happens to me someday.”
“It will,” I told her. I wasn’t just trying to
pacify her either. Zoe is an amazing person, and she’s beautiful. One day she
would knock on a door like I did and her future will
open it.
“So, did you try the
ring on?”
“No, I refrained,” I said, trying to sound like I at least did one respectable
thing. “Besides, he was knocking on the door so I had to put it back before I
had time.”
“Is the rock huge?” she
asked between bites of sausage.
I laughed. “It’s big enough.”
“That’s what women with
diamond chips say,” she said with a grin.
I threw a package of syrup at her and said, “And that’s what girls without rings
at all say.”
“Touché!”
CHAPTER
TWO
BRAXTON
“Okay, we’re going to
do some intensity workouts today. The guy that you’re fighting this week, this
Gizmo guy…they say he’s really intense, and win or lose, he always goes three
rounds.” Sam was in a serious mood today. I had a
feeling I was going to be in a little bit of pain when I walked out of the
building.
“Okay,” I agreed. “What am I doing?”
“You’re going to go for
three minutes, hit the bag at fifty percent with a variety of punches. Rest one
minute then up your power to full strength and launch jabs. Rest
for a minute. Jab, throw a cross, rest one minute, repeat. Jab, cross, hook…repeat, rest…jab…”
“Okay, so wait, can you
just call it out? I doubt I’m going to remember all that,” I told him.
“We’ve done all of this
before, Brax . What’s going on?”
“Nothing, just call it
out and I’ll do what you tell me to, okay?”
“Yeah, okay…ready?”
“Ready.”
He started calling out
what I was supposed to do. The timer would ring and I would rest one minute and then we’d go again. “Jab, cross,
hook, uppercut, body punch…repeat!” that was Sam’s last instruction and then
the buzzer finally rang. Six rounds of that shit and I was wiped.
As I was wiping off my sweat and taking in some water, Sam said, “Okay now, kid.
What’s going on in your head today? Maybe if we work on it now, you’ll have it
out of your system by fight night.”
I sighed. I didn’t really want to tell anyone yet, but I kind of felt like I had to. I was ready to explode. I had bought the ring already and now I was obsessing
“Oh my God, he hasn’t
said anything?”
“No, we have never
talked about getting married. Our relationship hasn’t exactly been ‘traditional’
to begin with. We’ve talked about me opening a business someday and he alluded
to the possibility of being the financial guy behind it…but that’s as far into
the future as we have gone.”
“Wow, so what are you
going to say?”
“Well, first of all I
had to make my mind slow down and accept the fact that he hasn’t asked me yet,
so there could be another explanation for the ring.”
“Like what? He’s going
to propose to someone else? He loves you, Emmi , he
wouldn’t do that. I never thought I would see the day with this guy.”
“Look who’s all of a
sudden team Braxton,” I said with a grin.
“He’s changed; I’m the
first one to admit it. No, actually from what you’ve told me and what I’ve
seen, I think it’s not that he’s changed so much as that he was never really
that guy to begin with. He was pretending to be the stud. This guy who you’re
in love with, that’s the real guy.”
“I’m glad you see it
that way, I do too. But still, the ring could have belonged to his mother, he
could be holding it for a friend, I just don’t want to get too worked up about
it.”
“Okay, hypothetically,
if you went home today and he proposed…what would you say?”
“Yes,” I said, before I even thought about it. I grinned from ear to ear. “Oh my God, I would say yes. I love him...”
“I can tell. I can tell he loves you too. I ’m
glad that you’d say yes, I think you found the one that’s perfect for you. I
hope it happens to me someday.”
“It will,” I told her. I wasn’t just trying to
pacify her either. Zoe is an amazing person, and she’s beautiful. One day she
would knock on a door like I did and her future will
open it.
“So, did you try the
ring on?”
“No, I refrained,” I said, trying to sound like I at least did one respectable
thing. “Besides, he was knocking on the door so I had to put it back before I
had time.”
“Is the rock huge?” she
asked between bites of sausage.
I laughed. “It’s big enough.”
“That’s what women with
diamond chips say,” she said with a grin.
I threw a package of syrup at her and said, “And that’s what girls without rings
at all say.”
“Touché!”
CHAPTER
TWO
BRAXTON
“Okay, we’re going to
do some intensity workouts today. The guy that you’re fighting this week, this
Gizmo guy…they say he’s really intense, and win or lose, he always goes three
rounds.” Sam was in a serious mood today. I had a
feeling I was going to be in a little bit of pain when I walked out of the
building.
“Okay,” I agreed. “What am I doing?”
“You’re going to go for
three minutes, hit the bag at fifty percent with a variety of punches. Rest one
minute then up your power to full strength and launch jabs. Rest
for a minute. Jab, throw a cross, rest one minute, repeat. Jab, cross, hook…repeat, rest…jab…”
“Okay, so wait, can you
just call it out? I doubt I’m going to remember all that,” I told him.
“We’ve done all of this
before, Brax . What’s going on?”
“Nothing, just call it
out and I’ll do what you tell me to, okay?”
“Yeah, okay…ready?”
“Ready.”
He started calling out
what I was supposed to do. The timer would ring and I would rest one minute and then we’d go again. “Jab, cross,
hook, uppercut, body punch…repeat!” that was Sam’s last instruction and then
the buzzer finally rang. Six rounds of that shit and I was wiped.
As I was wiping off my sweat and taking in some water, Sam said, “Okay now, kid.
What’s going on in your head today? Maybe if we work on it now, you’ll have it
out of your system by fight night.”
I sighed. I didn’t really want to tell anyone yet, but I kind of felt like I had to. I was ready to explode. I had bought the ring already and now I was obsessing
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