Inception by Ashley Suzanne

my mom on Christmas a few years ago.  I fell in love with her long before then but when I saw her in the kitchen, cooking barefoot, it was the exact moment I knew that we were going to build a life together. 
    I know it seems stupid, but that’s our relationship.  We’re not the everyday cookie cutter couple.  We’re outside the box and do things that feel right to us.  I think that’s why we’ve made it so long.  We don’t fit what people say we should do.  We only do things that fit us .  And this meal, it fits us. 
    Skylar walks in the door carrying two bouquets of daisies.  He yells to me that there are a few more in the car and wants me to help him.  Of course I’ll help him .  I turn the burner off on the stove and go out to Skylar’s car to get the rest of the flowers.  When I come back in the house, both of us start strategically placing the flowers all around the dining room and living room.
    “Are you sure about this, bro? If you’re not, there’s no rush.”
    “I’ve never been more sure about anything.  I love her so much and I want her to be my wife.”
    “I know you love her.  She loves you back.  I just want to make sure that you don’t feel obligated to propose because you’ve been together for so long.  I’m looking out for you.”
    “Sky, we’ve been friends for a long ass time.  Have I ever done an ything that I wasn’t sure about?  I think about every decision, weigh the pros and cons and then make a decision.  Why would this be any different?”
    “I didn’t say that, Danny.  I just want to make sure that this is for sure.  That you’re not going to look back in a few years and think you made a mistake.  I don’t think you will, Mira is amazing and you couldn’t have picked a better girl.  I’m on your side.  I support you through whatever.  That’s what brothers do.”
    “I know man, thanks for looking out for me.  I’ll call you later tonight and tell you how it goes.”
    “Alright, I’ll see you later.”  With that last statement, Skylar heads out of the house.  I don’t know where he’s spending the night, but we did agree that he wouldn’t be home so Mira and I can have the house to myself.
    Right on time, Mira pulls into the driveway and makes her way up the walkway to the front door.  She looks so beautiful.  Mira isn’t one of those girls that spends hours getting ready or tries to impress people.  When she wears stretchy pants and an oversized sweater she looks just as perfect as when she wears a formal dress. 
    I’m glad I didn’t dress up tonight, because she opted for the black stretchy pants, a hoodie and sneakers.  I can tell she’s wearing a little makeup, but nothing overdone.  Breathtaking.
    I let her into the house and her jaw drops.
    “What’s going on?  What’s with all the flowers?”
    “I wanted to do something special for you.  Do you like it?”
    “Oh Danny, I love it.  It’s so beautiful in here and it smells amazing.  You always know the perfect thing to do.  I love daisies.”
    “I remember.  Do you remember when I had all the daisies the day I asked you to go to the first formal our freshman year?”
    “Yeah,” Mira says, looking lost in thought, “That’s when I knew that you were perfect for me.  You remember all the small details that most people forget.  I knew I loved you then, and we weren’t even dating.  How silly is that?”
    “It’s not silly at all,” I say, brushing the stray piece of hair that escaped her ponytail behind her ear, “I knew that day, there was nothing I wouldn’t do to make you smile.  You’re kind of perfect, Pea, and I want you to know it, every day.”
    Mira places a gentle kiss on my lips, pushing her hands through my hair.  My hand automatically goes to the small of her back, where it fits perfectly, like her back was made for me to hold.  My tongue battles with hers as I try to deepen the kiss.  I suddenly realize that I need to propose to