"Yeah, but…I don't know. Let's just leave her name off. I think that's part of the problem. I can't come up with a proposal for Gwen because I don't want to propose to Gwen."
Kate crossed out Gwen's name and moved down a line. "So, should we just pretend you're writing this for someone else?"
"Sure," I said.
We worked through a bunch of proposals, using lines like “You make my life so much better,” and “I can't imagine life without you.”
But even though those lines sounded great for a proposal, I could never imagine myself saying them to Gwen. They'd have to reshoot it about a million times before the words could come out sounding genuine.
I slumped in my chair. "Maybe I should just keep it short and sweet. Just get down on one knee and blurt out, 'Will you marry me?' and call it good."
Kate leaned back. "It's up to you. I don't think Alexis will be content with that, but I'm out of ideas too, so maybe it's for the best."
"I wish it didn't have to be this way," I said, not trying to hide the longing in my voice any longer. I put a hand on her face, caressing her cheek and loving the way her skin flushed at my touch. "I wish—"
There was a knock on the door.
Joe peeked his head inside. "It's time to get in your suit. We'll be leaving in an hour."