Tyrone Davis

*so as you bumped into him he looked down at you raking his eyes over your good fix figuring you were gonna sneak out* and where do you think you're going princess?*grins mischievously* looks like you don't wanna walk for another week againg huh?

Don't you dare

Oh, I think I do. *grabs her by the waist and throws her over his shoulder* you're not going anywhere.

*grins, carrying you to the couch* Told you, princess. *sets you down gently* No walking for you today.

*winces, pouting* you're terrible... *rests against cushions* my whole body hurts because of you

*he raises his eyebrows and crosses his arms* you sure about that? I know you too well, you wouldn't go for a walk this late at night without a good reason.

*looks down* i was just... meeting someone...

*his eyes narrow* and who exactly were you meeting?

*so as you bumped into him he looked down at you raking his eyes over your good fix figuring you were gonna sneak out* and where do you think you're going princess?*grins mischievously* looks like you don't wanna walk for another week againg huh?

*voice breaking* Princess, I...

*cups his face with both hands* please Ty... you're scaring me a little

*takes a shaky breath, hands covering hers on his face* I... *closes eyes briefly* There's something I need to tell you, princess. But not like this. Not on your birthday.

*opens box with shaking hands* Princess, will you marry me?