Promise - A.Somers (books to improve english txt) 📗

Bradley in the back and climbed in the passenger seat while I started my car. I backed the car out of the driveway, around my mother’s car, and started slowly down the street. Brad took my hand and didn’t let go of it until we got closer into town. I turned to look at him, not sure where we were going. “Keep straight,” he said to me. I turned back to the road and kept straight. After driving about 10 miles down the road, he told me to make a left. I turned the car, carefully, left. About 3 and ½ miles later we came across a gorgeous building with a sign, stating the building’s name, Promessa Bella. I was truly dazzled by the sight of this beautiful building. There were twinkling lights everywhere, an enormous flower garden with elegant glass tables covered in white table cloths and red rose pettles. I pulled into the parking lot and found the closest space I could find, which wasn’t easy. When I parked the car, I finally looked over at Brad. He noticed my expressions and smile at me. “It means ‘beautiful promise’,” he told me. I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. “Thank you,” I said. We looked back at Bradley, who was already looking at us. I smiled at him and turned back to get out of the car.

As we approached the restaurant, I couldn’t help but smile. Everything were so beautiful. The hostess sat us quickly after finding our reservation, and got us drinks. We sat outside by a hedge of rose bushes and an arch of twinkling lights behind us. There weren’t many people in this part of the restaurant, which I assumed Brad had requested. He was big on privacy. “It’s beautiful,” I said. He shook his head in agreement while taking Bradley out of the carrier to hold him in his lap. Bradley had recently learned to sit up by his self, mostly. We still had to hold him up, just in case he lost his balance or just got tired of sitting up. “Hi baby boy,” I said to Bradley. He smiled his brilliant smile. I giggled at him, making him smile again. Brad laughed quietly at us. When the waitress came back with our drinks, I looked at her and then Brad. He paid her no attention, despite her gorgeous appearance. I smirked a little in satisfaction. “What can I get you all tonight?” she asked, obviously looking at my guys. Brad ordered our food, knowing exactly what I wanted. I always had the same thing when I came to Italian food, shrimp alfredo with salad and breadsticks. It was my favorite thing to eat. She frowned slightly and I assumed it was because Brad gave her no response at all. When she left our table, I laughed a little to myself. Brad smiled at me, knowing what I was laughing about. “She’s jealous, you know?” He noticed too, that she was staring at my family. Most teenage girls don’t have this; a guy that really loves her, and a family of her own. A lot of fathers walk away from their child’s mother, leaving her to raise the baby alone. But not Brad, he’s always been here. And, I was glad that he was different.

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine—

Dinner passed quickly, and eventually, Bradley fell asleep. While we were eating dessert, I noticed that Brad had begun to get nervous. He was playing with his napkin, and holding Bradley’s hand, and shaking his leg. That was usually his was of expressing nervousness, and I was well aware of it.I began to get nervous myself because I wasn’t sure why Brad was so nervous. What was going on? What was he going to say? Something bad? Good? I didn’t know, and it was getting frustrating. Our conversation fell into awkward silence. I sat there playing with the chocolate lava cake on my plate for about 5 minutes when he finally broke the silence. “Ali, when I first saw you I knew that I had to have you. I couldn’t let you walk away from me without knowing that I had some kind of a chance with you. You are smart, gorgeous, funny, outgoing, and all around amazing. I’ve put you through some hell, and I’m so very sorry for that. I never meant to hurt you. I love you with all my heart, and I hope you feel the same about me,” he looked as if he was going to cry. My heart began to race, not sure what he was saying to me. I nodded my head in agreement. He smiled, “Baby, you are the very person I think about when I wake up. You’re the only one I want, and ever will want for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?” Tears were streaming down his face and I gasped. My own eyes welled up with tears. He pulled out a small black case from his jacket pocket and opened it up to exposed a beautiful silver ring with a gorgeous diamond in the middle. A smile covered my face and I couldn’t hold back my tears. He stood up and took my hand, bringing me up too. He got down on one knee in front of me and looked up at me, smiling. “Alison Kaye Mitchell, will you please marry me?” I smiled at him and cleared my face. “Of course,” I said without hesitation or doubt. He looked back down at the ring and took it out of the little case, slipping it onto my left ring finger. He then jumped up and wrapped his arms around me. I closed my eyes, tears running down my face again. When I pulled out of his embrace, I looked over at our son, sleeping in the carrier. I smiled and looked back to Brad, leaning in to kiss him. My life couldn’t get better than this. Brad lifted me off the ground and spun us around in a small circle, kissing me. I couldn’t help but smile. When he put me down he took my hand. We looked at our sleeping son and turned to look at each other. “Let’s get him home,” Brad said. I nodded in agreement. I dropped his hand and went over to get Bradley’s things together. Once I had it all together, I told Brad I was going to the car. “I’ll be there as soon as I get this paid for.” I walked to the car and put Bradley, carefully, in the back. I got into the front seat and sighed. Looking at the ring on my finger, I smiled.

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