It’s
taken him and the jeweler over three months to get the ring perfect enough for
Colin to give it to me. The only say that I had in the design was that I didn’t
want a diamond. I saw the jeweler’s jaw drop almost to his knees as the words
exited my mouth. I’m sure that he had to immediately call his real estate agent
and cancel the home purchase in Beverly Hills that he was about to be able to
afford off the proceeds from the sale of the diamond that Colin wanted me to
have.
After
I explained to him, as well as Colin, that I’m a surgeon, I think they
understood. I wear latex gloves all day. I can’t have some gigantic rock. I
wanted a ring that I never have to take off.
The
jeweler then called and canceled his purchase of his new fancy car when I said
that I didn’t want two rings. One ring was enough. Colin made some ridiculous
comment under his breath about why I can’t be a normal girl. I ignored it,
because we both know that if I were a normal girl, he wouldn’t be the least bit
interested in me.
I
then further slashed the jeweler’s bank account when I said that it had to be
simple. Not flashy or gaudy, and the ring had to be made out of surgical grade
titanium.
Colin
threw a fit. He’s said, more than once, that this ring costs less than the
original engagement ring that he bought for me with his signing bonus when he
joined Dallas. I don’t care. After slammed doors and lots of yelling, I think
he finally got it. I didn’t want a diamond wedding or engagement ring. He gave
me the earrings. That’s enough diamonds for me.
I threw the term “Get over it” around a lot.
Colin
refused to re-propose when he gave it to me last night. The months since we’ve gotten
back together have been rough. I’m pretty sure that he was convinced I would
say that I wouldn’t marry him if he asked again. Instead, last night, while we
were making love and playing his favorite game, the one where he tries out all
of my new names while he samples his favorite places on my body, he slipped it
on my finger using his teeth while he sucked on my ring finger. Erotic? Yes.
Romantic? Definitely. A story that we can share over Thanksgiving turkey? Not
so much.
I
finally got to really look at the ring about an hour later. It’s perfect—just
what I wanted. Colin and the jeweler captured our relationship to a T. It’s two
pieces of titanium, twisted together and inset with one row of light lavender
amethyst stones, for the color of my eyes and the lavender dresses that Colin
loves to see me wear, and a row of diamonds because, by God, Colin was going to
sneak diamonds in somehow. My ring is simple, not the least bit gaudy, without
a beginning or ending, and practical. I’ll never take it off.
"Finding Infinity" comes on November 26!
1 comments:
Love it! Can't wait to read! Thanks for the teaser :)
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