79 - Rubberband

I tried to figure out how to ask Javi to marry me while we were in Europe. I didn’t care if he put a rubber band on my finger, I was beyond in love with him and that was all I needed. 

There were sandwiches waiting for us on the second plane and we pretty much inhaled them. I also had an ice cold coke, and it was phenomenal. With a full belly and a hopeful mind, I fell asleep with my head in Javi’s lap. 

“Wake up baby, we made it,” Javi said whispering in my ear. 

I opened my eyes and looked out the window, the sun was coming up. 

“A new dawn, a new day,” I said. 

“Exactly why I don’t want to wait baby, I had Toby find a pastor on base, if you’ll s