Only You
I took her hands in mine, dropped down onto one knee right there in the middle of Fandangos, and looked up at her, staring deeply into her sparkling chocolate-brown eyes.
"Cleopatra Canaan," I proclaimed loudly enough for a nearby table to turn and look. "Would you do me the tremendous honour of being my girlfriend?"
She beamed at me, a melodic giggle escaping her lips. "I would like that very much, Kyle Manzano. Now please, get up off the floor before you cause a scene."
I grinned so hard my face ached. I pulled myself up and spun her smoothly into my arms. I gently cupped her face, my thumb caressing her cheekbone, as I leaned in, delicately brushing my lips against hers.