horrible. I couldn’t wait to get back home to you. I promise you that for as long as you have me, I will be the perfect boyfriend.” He smiled at her and she felt herself go soft and mushy all over again. “And, when you are ready, I want to replace this with something more sparkly.”
Haylee couldn’t contain her excitement much longer. She bounced on the couch as she waited. He opened the box and she gasped. Inside, sat the most beautiful Claddagh ring she’d ever seen. It was white gold with her birthstone, an emerald, in the heart. She brought her hand to her chest and felt her heart beating heavy. The emerald stone matched Kyle’s eyes right now, a deep green. How had he known her birthday was in May?
“I want to share something with you, Haylee.” Kyle’s face was serious, matching the tone of his voice. He slipped the ring on her left finger, the heart pointed towards her fingertips. She knew what that meant and her heart soared. “My family was Irish. Women in my family have always worn a Claddagh ring given to them by the man that loved them more than anything in the world. My mom’s was lost in a fire, or I’d be putting hers on your finger tonight. The Claddagh is a symbol of loyalty, friendship and love. Even though I am placing this ring on your finger, stating that you are taken, I want you to know that you own me. Heart, body and soul.”
Haylee looked at the ring and tears dripped from her eyes. It was the most romantic and sentimental thing anyone had ever done for her. She knew she loved Kyle. She couldn’t remember when it happened exactly, but she’d known it for awhile. She couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Grabbing Kyle’s face with both of her hands, she planted a soft kiss on his lips. “Thank you. I love it , Kyle and, I love you.” She closed her eyes, bracing for his reaction. She felt fairly confident that he might feel the same way, but she wasn’t entirely sure and was afraid to face rejection.
Her eyes popped open as Kyle swung her up in his arms. That earth-shattering smile was on his lips. As he carried her to the bedroom, he said, “I was hoping you’d say that.” He leaned his head down to kiss her lips then whispered against them, “I love you too Haylee, always.”
New Year’s Eve 2012
“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.” The pastor smiled and held his hands out.
Kyle swept up Haylee in his strong arms and crushed her lips with his kiss. Laughter and catcalling surrounded them and she giggled through the kiss. “Now, Mrs. Simmons , may I have this dance?” Haylee kissed him again and nodded.
As he led her to the dance floor, the countdown began. She wrapped her arms around her husband and pulled him close, as their friends and family shouted out the final numbers to the New Year. It had all began on a New Year’s Eve, what better day to seal their commitment and pledge their love to one another? And, for the next sixty some-odd years, they would always remember the way they met and fell in love as they rang in another New Year.
“Happy New Year, Haylee.”
“Happy New Year, Kyle.” She kissed him softly. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Kyle kissed her back. “Always.”
~The End~
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
This story came together after I finished writing Four Weeks ‘til Christmas . I enjoyed having a theme and the ability to put together a short story that could read in one sitting, like one would sit and watch a holiday movie. Yet, I wanted the story to have enough depth to reach the reader’s heart. I hope that you’ve enjoyed this story. If you have, please go back and leave an honest review. Reviews are what help us writers keep going. Constructive criticism is always welcome.
Thank you to my readers. I love you all. I am always working
Haylee couldn’t contain her excitement much longer. She bounced on the couch as she waited. He opened the box and she gasped. Inside, sat the most beautiful Claddagh ring she’d ever seen. It was white gold with her birthstone, an emerald, in the heart. She brought her hand to her chest and felt her heart beating heavy. The emerald stone matched Kyle’s eyes right now, a deep green. How had he known her birthday was in May?
“I want to share something with you, Haylee.” Kyle’s face was serious, matching the tone of his voice. He slipped the ring on her left finger, the heart pointed towards her fingertips. She knew what that meant and her heart soared. “My family was Irish. Women in my family have always worn a Claddagh ring given to them by the man that loved them more than anything in the world. My mom’s was lost in a fire, or I’d be putting hers on your finger tonight. The Claddagh is a symbol of loyalty, friendship and love. Even though I am placing this ring on your finger, stating that you are taken, I want you to know that you own me. Heart, body and soul.”
Haylee looked at the ring and tears dripped from her eyes. It was the most romantic and sentimental thing anyone had ever done for her. She knew she loved Kyle. She couldn’t remember when it happened exactly, but she’d known it for awhile. She couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Grabbing Kyle’s face with both of her hands, she planted a soft kiss on his lips. “Thank you. I love it , Kyle and, I love you.” She closed her eyes, bracing for his reaction. She felt fairly confident that he might feel the same way, but she wasn’t entirely sure and was afraid to face rejection.
Her eyes popped open as Kyle swung her up in his arms. That earth-shattering smile was on his lips. As he carried her to the bedroom, he said, “I was hoping you’d say that.” He leaned his head down to kiss her lips then whispered against them, “I love you too Haylee, always.”
New Year’s Eve 2012
“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.” The pastor smiled and held his hands out.
Kyle swept up Haylee in his strong arms and crushed her lips with his kiss. Laughter and catcalling surrounded them and she giggled through the kiss. “Now, Mrs. Simmons , may I have this dance?” Haylee kissed him again and nodded.
As he led her to the dance floor, the countdown began. She wrapped her arms around her husband and pulled him close, as their friends and family shouted out the final numbers to the New Year. It had all began on a New Year’s Eve, what better day to seal their commitment and pledge their love to one another? And, for the next sixty some-odd years, they would always remember the way they met and fell in love as they rang in another New Year.
“Happy New Year, Haylee.”
“Happy New Year, Kyle.” She kissed him softly. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Kyle kissed her back. “Always.”
~The End~
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
This story came together after I finished writing Four Weeks ‘til Christmas . I enjoyed having a theme and the ability to put together a short story that could read in one sitting, like one would sit and watch a holiday movie. Yet, I wanted the story to have enough depth to reach the reader’s heart. I hope that you’ve enjoyed this story. If you have, please go back and leave an honest review. Reviews are what help us writers keep going. Constructive criticism is always welcome.
Thank you to my readers. I love you all. I am always working
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