Rome…….

Angelica was stunned. This was clearly something Lyndsay had painted, but the subject of the painting was what truly took her breath away. It was the gallery. Her gallery. Lyndsay had painted an abstract – in her usual style – of the outside of her gallery. It was amazing. Angelica loved everything that Lyndsay painted but this……this was different. This was very personal.

Lyndsay stood to the side and watched Angelica survey the painting. She could tell that her girlfriend was still processing the visual before her. Time seemed to stand still around them.

It was then that Angie saw it. On the marquee that hung outside her gallery. The space she used to advertise current events and upcoming shows. The very space that Lyndsay’s name had recently graced to advertise her own show……there it was…….

Angelica Kennard-Porter
Will You Marry Me?

Angie whispered “Oh my God…..” and brought her right hand up to her mouth to cover the surprise.

Recognizing that Angie had now comprehended the true meaning of the painting, Lyndsay got down on one knee, reached into her pocket to pull out the small box that contained her Grandmother’s diamond and sapphire ring, opened the cover and waited.

As Angie turned toward Lyndsay, she saw her waiting on bended knee, tears slowly began to trickle down her cheeks.

“Lynds………”

Lyndsay took a deep breath and held out her shaking hand that held the ring in the open box.

Looking into Angie’s eyes she softly spoke to her.

“Ang, when we first met it was in this very city, in this very spot. You absolutely took my breath away. I knew there was something missing in my life but I had no idea what it was……until……….well until I met you. When I am with you I feel whole, I feel complete, the missing piece is there.”

Tears were now slowly falling down Lyndsay’s cheeks as well. She took a deep breath and continued……

“You have brought so much to my life. Things that I didn’t realize were missing are now there. You are the most amazing person I have ever known, and I love you. You are my heart, my soul, my everything. I want to share my life with you forever. Angelica Kennard-Porter, will you marry me?”

Back in LA……..

Bette lay in bed staring at the ceiling just trying to catch her breath. Tina lay in her arms with her head resting against her chest, her arms around her waist. Over the years there was one thing that had not changed in their relationship. Their ability to satisfy each other sexually. Even now after all of these years together they still knew how to please each other. This afternoon had been no exception.

“What are you thinking about?” Tina asked.

Bette smiled, “I thought you were asleep.”

“No, just resting. That was quite a work out, and I’m not as young as I used to be,” laughed Tina.

“Come on now T, you were the one who started this, are you trying to tell me you can’t keep up?”

“Not at all. It’s just that you……..well you know.” Blushed Tina.

“Actually, no I don’t know….why don’t you explain it to me?”

Tina laughed. “I have a better idea……how about we start round two and I show you instead?”

With that Tina climbed up on top of Bette and round two began.

Rome………

Angie stared down at Lyndsay. She was stunned. It wasn’t that she had never thought of this moment, it was just that she always thought that she would be the one down on one knee doing the asking. Once more Lyndsay had surprised her and beaten her to the punch.

As the tears continued to fall down her cheeks, Angie smiled and whispered “Yes……..the answer is yes, I would be honored to share my life with you.”

Lyndsay stood. She removed the ring from the box and placed it on Angie left hand.

Giving Angie a gentle kiss on the lips she whispered “I love you Ang. I always will”

“I love you too Lynds.”

They wrapped their arms around each other and held on tight.