By the time I finally made it to the crib, Monique was pacing up and down the floor, texting her ass off. As soon as I stepped through the door, she dropped her I-Phone and ran over to me. “Oh, my god Banks! What the hell? You had me scared to death! I been calling and texting you all night! What’s wrong with you! You starting that shit already and you just got home!”
“Stop stressing me with that bullshit.” I said nonchalantly as I walked to the refrigerator, took out a Heineken and opened it.
“You know what Teddy, you’re a selfish son of a bitch!” You know how much I love you and you just walk all over my heart!”
“Ay yo man, fuck this shit. If all you’re gonna do is bitch and complain, I’m about to jet back up outta here and just come back later!” I barked angrily, as I snatched my keys off the kitchen counter and headed for the front door.
“No Teddy! Please don’t go! I just……” Her words were cut short as I spun around holding the two carat Tiffany diamond. I laughed when she grabbed her chest and started to hyperventilate! “Oh my…. Oh my… Is this…. Is this…!” I grabbed her hand, slowly got down on one knee as is customary, and watched as the tears spilled from her eyes.
“Monique. For the last four years, you’ve held a nigga down like a true ride or die chic, and showed me that you are true wife material. Will you marry me?” I proposed like a gentleman as I slid the ice onto her outstretched finger. She was crying so hard, that it was impossible for her to speak. “Nod your head if the answer is yes.” She nodded her head so hard and fast I thought it might break off! Standing back up I pulled her to me, and kissed her tear streaked face. “Okay ma. You can come on in. She said yes.” My mom dukes, who would have killed me if I hadn’t allowed her to be there when her only child proposed, came bursting through the door arms outstretched, crying like hell herself. We group hugged, before moms and Monique sat down on the couch to beam over the ring. “Okay. Now that that’s settled, which one of yall gonna cook me something to eat? I’m starving!”