"Hey, I'm home!" Tru called, closing the front door behind her. She took her coat off and hung it on the rack, shuffling through the mail as she walked down the hallway.
"In here!" Liam called back.
He took a deep breath, looking at the table he had just finished setting up. Candles provided soft light, and a bottle of champagne was chilling on ice. Food (catered, thankfully) was set on china plates, flowers sitting in a vase in the middle of the table.
"Hey, how was your - " Tru cut herself short as she looked up at Liam. "What...?"
Liam grinned faintly, and leaned over to kiss her gently. "Hi."
Tru smiled a little nervously, letting him lead her over to her seat. She sat down, eyes widening when Liam knelt down in front of her.
"Marry me?" he asked softly.
Tru just nodded, one hand wiping at the tears already falling from her eyes.
Liam slipped the ring onto her finger, leaning in to kiss her again.
"We're definitely going to have to get the cooking thing down now, aren't we?" she half laughed, half cried.
"We can work at it," he replied, kissing her forehead.