Wedding Rings?

An update: I have been reading this story to my class. I told them today that if I were to get this published I don't have a name for this book. I received 2 suggestions. The first is Cube 5 and second was Cube 5 and Me. I then asked that if I used one of these titles if I had to pay them royalties. The answer...YES.


After going to Carly's place and then mine we were out to shop for the ring. I had no idea how many jewelery stores there were in this city. I'm a guy I would care. I had no intention on needing a wedding forever. Marriage was the farthest thing from my mind.
We spent the day shopping. I will admit that when it comes to shopping I am a typical guy. We shopped til I dropped. I think Carly could have gone on for hours. We found 4 or 5 that we liked, but they weren't quite right. Two things I really appreciated about shopping: First and most important, I enjoyed just being with Carly. Most of our talk was small talk. I liked that we didn't have to talk and I didn't feel nervous. The second most important thing about shopping was that we found an ice cream shop and Carly bought me some. Obviously, Carly likes ice cream as much as I do.
"Carly, are we going to tell anyone at work about this weekend? I'm not friends with anyone at work really. I mostly show up to work and then go home. Now that I think about it you are the first friend that I have had since I moved here."
"I don't know if I should be happy about that or not."
"Be nice to me. I am your most favorite fiance." I said chuckling. Am I the only fiance that she has had?
"How do you know, Mr. Brian?"
"I guess I am assuming that you don't run around getting engaged to everyone that asks you to marry them."
"Well, Brian, you may never know will you?" Carly beamed.
"Miss Carly I have a confession."
"And that would be?" Carly asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I know for a fact that I am your only fiance...don't ask me how I know because that is a secret that I may share with you or may not."
"Oh great we have been engaged for about 24 hours and you're already keeping secrets from me. That's not a good way to start of our relationship." Carly stated with a look that was both jovial and serious.
"Carly, like a present on your birthday or Christmas all my secrets will be revealed, but in due time."
I wasn't looking forward to dropping Carly off at her apartment. I was sad knowing that I had to leave her. I don't remember a time in recent memory that I have felt so relaxed and happy. Content may be a more appropriate description, but content or happy or both, it felt good.
I have been engaged for more than 24 hours. This new status was sinking in. The more it marinated the better if felt. Not that I have to convince myself, but this is right. As I drove home in silence, I felt the rightness with every imaginable fiber of my being. Carly felt like home. The day's memories mixed with her perfume floated on the air.
In the coming days there were questions that needed to be asked and answered. Some of them may not be so pleasant. Of all the good this has done for me there is one thing I fear; going home to my family. I've not talked with any of them since I moved to the city. I have emailed mom to let her know that I was okay, but not much more than that.
Tonight is Carly's night. My thoughts quickly returned to her and a day of finding just the right wedding ring to match Carly.
Tomorrow night wasn't coming fast enough. If I brought a green salad and French bread Carly would make some spaghetti and a surprise for dessert.
I went to bed that night with the taste of Carly's kiss on my lips.