"Would you please do me the honor of making me the happiest man on the planet and marry me?" His voice was almost pleading and sounded needy but patient as well.
She gave a firm shake of her head. "Yes, Alan, I'll marry you!" She almost yelled and immediately, Alan slid the expensive ring onto her finger as she held it into his arm and helped him to his feet, both of them laughing and hugging each other as if their life depended on it.
They then stopped to stare into each other's eyes.
While still in each other's embrace, their eyes were filled with an inner glow.
Eleanor desired to touch his soft lips. She wanted to show him how much she appreciated him, and that she was willing to make him her husband.
She wanted to kiss him so she tried while standing on her toes. Even with that high heel, she was still not tall enough to meet him eye-to-eye.
