Since the success of Real Love, major studios had been begging Jessica to be in more lesbian romance movies. She’d been resistant to come out of her retirement, but she’d finally agreed on one condition—she only wanted to make movies with me.
I could agree to that.
I was living my dream with the person I loved more than anything. I didn’t know how my life could get any better.
“Hey, I have a present for you,” Jessica said as we headed back to our dressing rooms.
“Oh shit, I didn’t forget our anniversary, did I?”
Jessica laughed. “No, it’s something I’ve wanted to give you for a while.”
She put her arm around my waist and led me toward the prop room. I blushed as I remembered last week's filming when I’d gone to wake Jessica up from a nap and it’d led to.... well, I’ll let you imagine. I never could understand why Jessica prefered to nap on the floor instead of on the couch in her dressing room. It was just one of her adorable quirks.
She led me towards her favorite spot in the back of the room, behind a rack of long wool coats that had been used for a WWII drama. As she parted the coats, I saw a large red box with a bow on it.
“It’s huge!” I kneeled down next to the box.
“Don’t get excited. It’s not as big as it looks.” She grinned, taking a seat next to me. “Open it.”
There was something in her tone that told me that this gift was more than it seemed and I couldn’t help feeling nervously excited as I pulled on the bow. My mind raced with possibilities as I took off the lid and peered inside.
“Jessica…” My brows furrowed. “... this is your dog.”
Cleo looked up at me from inside the box, seemingly as confused as I was.
Jessica’s excited smile forced her dimples to press deep into her cheeks. “You said you always wanted a dog!”
“So you’re giving me Cleo?” I gaped.
“No!” she said hurriedly. “We’re going to share her… I want to share everything with you, Amelia.” She scooted closer to me, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a small ring box.
I stared in disbelief as she opened it. “Did you take that from the set?”
“No.” She smiled softly. “I actually bought this months ago. I was just waiting to work up the courage to ask you: Will you marry me?”
“Holy shit, yes.” I threw myself at her, tackling her to the floor as I kissed her.
She laughed, pulling away just long enough to slide the ring onto my finger before she submitted to my ruthless kisses again. I couldn’t believe that moment was real. I’d been dreaming of it for so long, but I never could have imagined how happy I would be to commit my life to Jessica. To think, after all the romances we’d be making together, we would be getting our own happily-ever-after.
End.