John doesn't smile often, not widely, but at that one simple word, at that first yes, a smile bursts across his face that he couldn't have controlled even if he wanted to. Karen's answer isn't a surprise, they've discussed it, they've both known it this coming, but even so, her response brings him a surge of happiness, the kind he knows he hasn't felt with anyone else since Jessica.
Still smiling, he gets up from his seat and goes around the table to take her hand, wanting to put the ring on himself. He'd taken care to get it sized properly so it fits when he slides it onto her finger and he exhales shakily at the sight of it, surprised by just how deeply it affects him to see it there.
"If you don't like it, we can get you something else," he says and it's a stupid thing to say when he's this happy, but the words just seem to come out. For the first time, John doesn't quite have control of his faculties.
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Still smiling, he gets up from his seat and goes around the table to take her hand, wanting to put the ring on himself. He'd taken care to get it sized properly so it fits when he slides it onto her finger and he exhales shakily at the sight of it, surprised by just how deeply it affects him to see it there.
"If you don't like it, we can get you something else," he says and it's a stupid thing to say when he's this happy, but the words just seem to come out. For the first time, John doesn't quite have control of his faculties.