OWENS POV
Amelia got dressed and I laid in bed.
"Get up Owen," she laughed, "you're gonna make me late."
"Ugh," I grabbed my shirt and walked into the kitchen. I wrapped my arms around her.
"Morning," I said. She yawned.
"Morning," she said making coffee. I got dressed. She grabbed her pager and phone and walked into the bathroom. I heard her throw up. She came back out.
"Morning sickness?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said wrapping her arms around my waist.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said. We got in the truck and drove to the hospital.
"When does your shift end?" I asked.
"5pm," she said. Good, mine ends at 4, I'll have plenty of time to prepare the proposal.
"Okay," I said. I smiled at her and she smiled back. She's so cute. I've found the love of my life.
