Thirty - eight

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Andrea

"Danny!?"

"What!?" He yelled back from the bedroom.

"What do you want on your pizza?!"

"Uh here let me order"

"Okay" I chuckled and walked away leaving him alone in the kitchen.
I sat down in our living room, we decided to stay here in England, you know a fresh start. For both of us.

Danny bought our house in London, he said he always wanted a "flat", as they call it here, in London with a view, and that's what we bought.

I did go back to Chicago, for picking and my cat of course.

"Here" he handed me my cellphone.
"I'm going to shower"

"Can I come" he said with a smirk
I laughed "get away from me" I said walking to our room.

Danny.

I took the Andreas pizza and wrote on the inside of the box.

"Go to your balcony :-)"

I quickly closed it as I heard her come out of the bedroom.

"Mm love me some pizza" she said cheerfully walking over towards me.

I patted my pockets pretending to look for my phone. " I forgot my phone I'll be a sec" she nodded pouring herself and cup of water.
I quietly open the balcony door and waited for her to come out.

After a minute she came out with a confused face. I laughed.

"What?" She asked
I smiled and got on my knee.

"Andrea, I love you so much, and well you know, will you tie my show?"
"Danny" She mumbled as tears streamed down her face.

"Will you marry me?"

She nodded. "Yes!" She cried and jumped on me.

"Here let me put this on your finger" I laughed.

We stood on the balcony hugging.

"Can we go eat our pizza now?"

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