"And a pool!" I yell as Axton draws in his football court.

"Sophia, we don't need a pool." he says and I frown placing my hands over my chest.

"We do." I demand.

"Why can I never say no to you? Fine, but you draw the pool." he says and I grin.

"You're a really good best friend." I smile at him. But he doesn't smile back, he rarely smiles, but when he does, he looks like a prince from Disney. Axton is really pretty.

"Why are you looking at me?" he asks, snappy. He doesn't have a pretty attitude though.

"Nothing." I shake my head, taking the pencil from him.

"And a pool!" I show him the drawn pool. He nods.

"Well appreciate my work dude!" He glares at me and I pass my hand over my hair.

"You need to work on manners."

"You need to work on art." My jaw drops.

"We need a kitchen." he says and I narrow my eyes at him.

"And a dog house,"

"We didn't draw a dog."

"I know, it's for you." I tell him, focusing on drawing a stove.

The opening of the gate brings me back to reality. I smile thinking about that day. We walk into the property. I insatnltly walk to the fountain, passing my finger over the carved S and A. Just like we drew on the paper.

"Come on baby, let's go inside." We walk up the steps, leading to the front door, both sides filled with blue water.

"You really remembered." I chuckle. He smiles, holding my hand as we walk towards the door. He opens it and I gasp. It's exactly, like we drew it.

A living room, with a open space, leading straight into the kitchen, which is also perfect. Marble counters, dark cabinets. The hardwood floor, the lights, everything is just like we pictured it.

"Axton, this is amazing." I tell him, tears threatening in my eyes, he's so sweet.

"You're amazing." he says, hugging me from behind and resting his chin on my shoulder.

The glass stairs, lead to the hallways, a plant on both ends. How did he remember every detail? As we walk through the second floor, I gasp, stopping in my tracks.

"You said you burnt it!" Tears fall through my eyes as I look at he framed drawing of this very house.

"I lied." he chuckles.

"Come on, we still have the entire house to look at!" he says, dragging me with him.

We both have our own offices, he has his boxing room and gym, I have a design room. The third floor has the master bedroom and the most breaking view. Which you can see the pool from! Don't get me started on the pool! Exactly like we drew it! I turn to him and he's grinning.

"You love it huh?" he smirks.

" I love you!" I hug him and he laughs kissing my lips.

"Well, let's head back to the apartment, we can start moving in as soon as you want," he says and I take a minute to just take all this in. I can't even process it.

"Can we move in tonight?" I look up at him, my arms still wrapped around him. He chuckles.

"No baby," I frown but he kisses my lips and the frown goes away. He pulls me closer to him and I place my hands in his pocket, I don't know okay? I instantly feel something.

"You ruined it, again." he says and I raise my eyebrow. I pull the now discovered box, put he pulls it away from me. And get down on his knee. I win bitches, I make Axton McKay drop to his knee.

"Sophia Rivera, you once again decided to change my plans, but that's alright, every change of plans with you, end up being the best moments of my life. So, will you like to spend the rest of your life with me? In our dream house, arguing over orange juice every morning? " I look away laughing like an idiot.

"Of course!" I laugh as he pulls me into his arms. He opens the box and the most stunning ring is slipped onto my finger.

"That's the last time I do that right?" he says and I nod laughing.

"Let's plan a wedding!" he yells and I chuckle.

"No, let's go get food," I tell him.

"Hey, it's for the babies!" I reply to his look.

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"And you didn't call me?" Amyra says through the phone as I place the damp cotton slides over my face with toner.

"What do you mean?" I ask her.

"The minute he got on his knee, you didn't call me?" Amyra asks and I laugh at how crazy she is.

"No? I'm sorry," I tell her and I hear her mumbling a few words in Hindi.

"Anyways, I had lunch with Jace today, he was basically telling me his problems and I became Oprah." Huh?

"Uh, okay? What were his problems?" I ask her.

"Basically all the hot tea on Kiara and Jace's relationship."

"Spill it bitch!" I yell at her through the phone and Axton walks pass the bathroom looking at me like I'm mad. Okay, I probably am.

"Soph you know there's nothing I enjoy more than telling you gossip, but you need to hear this from Jace." This means its serious.

"Okay Myra, I'll talk to him tomorrow."

"Good, now I'm going to eat dinner, I'll see you tomorrow for the dress sketching right?" A smile makes its way onto my face. Can we get married tomorrow?

"Yeah, bye Myra."

"Bye Soph." I continue smiling as I walk out the bathroom and into our bedroom, where I find Axton reading a book. I get into bed and pull the cover over me. I lay on my side, just admiring how good he looks right now, he looks good all the time.

"You're staring, hard baby." I chuckle as he closes his book and turns his attention to me. I crawl up into his arms.

"We've come so far huh?" he asks and I nod thinking of how many things we've been through, together.

"Soph?"

"Hm?"

"Can we get married soon?"

"Well, yeah," I chuckle but he pulls me closer to him.

"No, I mean like, fuck, tomorrow." he says and I turn around, facing him.

"Axton, no, you need a suit, I need a dress, guest lists! No way!" I tell him, even though I'd really like to get married tomorrow.

"We can sort all that shit out!" he says and I look at him, the smallest smile on his face.

We can't get married tomorrow.

The dress.

The venue.

Guestlist.

Crap.

"We're getting married tomorrow." I bite my lip as he grabs me and pulls me into a kiss.

"I love you." he mumbles against my lips.

This, right here with him is where I belong.