We walk on the beach,
Warm sand under my feet that is colder deeper down.
The waves leaping at the sand.
Salt air.

'We need to settle on a good name.'
I nod 'I know.'

Clay looks at the ocean as we walk.
'And we should go on that trip.'
I chuckle, I wish so to.
'We don't have time for that.'

'Hmm. Maybe for our honeymoon.'
I look at him.
'Not funny.'

He shrugs and we walk on.
The sky getting a soft pink and soft orange as the first signs of sun down appears.
Pretty colors, calming waves.

'What if the pregnancy gets to hard?'
Clay voices the question carefully.
I look at him as he looks down at his feet.
'It won't.' The confidence behind it mainly to calm Clay.

A short silence falls, and Clay stops.
'We should head back the way we came, we've been walking for a while.'
I nod in agreement. It's quite the walk.

'I don't want everything to change yet, to be honest.'
Clay looks at me, questioning.
'The easiness will be gone.'

I sighs.
'But a lot of great things will come back for it.'
I look away, to the shiny water and colored sky.
'Maybe.'

'That trip sounds nice though, right?'
Clay asks as he lightly bumps into me.
I chuckle 'Yeah it does.'

'Me saying it as honeymoon wasn't a joke either.'

He stops.

I watch him with careful eyes.
'I want to make this promise to you....'
I looks away from me.
'I want to Promise, that no matter what, I'll be there for you, and the kid.'
I watch him as he looks back at me, our eyes meeting.

'I want to make a lot of promises.'
He chuckles to himself as the words left in high speed.
His adhd probably.

'Listen, I know this will make changes. And it's irreversible. That our life as it was is not coming back. So.... I want to do this, to make sure of something.'

He grabs something from his back pocket and gets down on one knee.
'Will you do this with me?
Will you marry me?'

Tears threaten to go over the edge.
I drop to my knees.

I can't fabricate a answer,
so I throw my arms around him.

This can't be real.