Aye. Afternoon shift

I wasn’t originally scheduled to work this week but ended up going in Wednesday for the second shift. It was kinda uneventful until I accidentally nicked my thumb with a box cutter (I was thoroughly distracted by A!). He brought me over to the team room so I could clean the nick (bleeding a bit) and put on a special band aid (it has a metal strip between the gauze thing and the adhesive).

“Lemme see your hand” A said.

“I can do it myself, thanks!” I said.

“I know you can’t stand blood. Lemme do it” A said.

“Oye!” I said. “Fine. But it’s not that much blood.”

“Are you meschuggina? You’re turning all shades of green!”

“Just feeling a little funny. Can’t stand the smell of blood. Yeah I know it’s a small amount but I can still smell the iron in blood” I said.

A gets out of the chair, guides me to the chair, helps me sit and places a garbage can near me in case I need to vomit. No wonder I’m crushing on him!! Anyways, he grabs an alcohol wipe and a band aid. After opening the foil up, A reaches for my thumb and gently cleans off the blood.

“HOLY FUCK!” I scream. “Sorry, I keep forgetting how much alcohol stings any kind of scrape or cut! Please forgive me…..I normally don’t curse like that.”

“It’s fine. Look……I just wanted to let you know how sorry I am I didn’t tell you about my wife before. I don’t want to forget her nor do I want to replace her. She did tell me before she died that she’s fine with me remarrying and having children. Grrr; stupid band aid. Where was I? Oh yeah. Anyways, I love you very much and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know that this is the last place to propose, but Deppgrl, would you marry me?” A said.

“YES!!” I said as I flew out of the chair and into his arms, kissing him with every fiber of my being. “Yes, yes, yes, yes and yes!!”

“I take it that your answer is a yes! I’m so glad you said yes!” A said as he leaned down to kiss me. He reaches into a drawer at his desk and pulls out a Tiffany blue box. How did he know that I absolutely ADORE Tiffany’s? I have no idea but the man has class!!

“Now, I need to do this the right way,” A said as he dropped to one knee; opening the box. “Deppgrl, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

“Yes, A!” I start crying as he pulls out a 3 carat diamond ring set on a platinum band; placing it on my finger. “How did you know about this ring?”

“Long story but I’ll make it short. I talked to D who talked to your folks and your mother said that you ADORE Tiffany’s and wanted a ring similar to this one. I’ve met your parents a few times and they asked me after the first few minutes of meeting them for the very first time if I was going to marry you. I said that I wanted desperately to and they know about my first wife.

That day that you came over was going to be the day I proposed but it wasn’t meant to be that day because you needed the time to know about and accept my first wife; I’ll always love her but my love for you is different; stronger and better.

Now as for D, yes, I am aware that you guys had sex in the office upstairs. He told me that after I told him that I wanted to marry you and take you out of his grips. I wasn’t happy to hear that you had sex with him but that’s in the past and before anything happened with us. Yes, I did call him to ask him to reach out to you the day you stormed out of my house. I didn’t want to reach out to you too much but thought it’d be better if your boss did.”

“I wish I could’ve been the one to introduce you to my parents but I’m kinda glad I didn’t. I would’ve suspected that you were going to talk to them about us and proposing; I most likely would’ve stopped you! But thank you, in this case, for going behind my back. Please don’t do it in the future, ok, love??” I said.

“Anything for you, my beloved, anything for you!” A said and leaned down to kiss me again. “I’m taking you back to OUR home after the shift. We have some catching up to do!”

I blushed like an innocent woman. After finishing the shift, I showered at work and drove a minute to A’s house. After letting myself in, I headed back up to the master bedroom and put on a lacey, sexy negligee. It was a little on the older side but still looked good. I knew that A would have a hard time resisting me wearing it and knew he’d rip it right off.

He came home about 30 minutes after I arrived, came into the room, carrying a bottle of Jack Daniels. I knew I was right when I accepted his proposal. Gorgeous and loving fiancée, the ring I always wanted and some JD.

I don’t think we slept a wink that night but did manage a little bit of sleep before he had to mow the lawn. I looked around the room and I was right. He ripped the negligee into shreds. The bottle of Jack was empty. I looked at my reflection in the mirror above the armoire. I looked a little worse for wear but I was happy