I took a deep breath.
"Louise Ketley, I love you with all my heart. Will you marry me?"
I looked at her, my Lou, and wondered if this was as perfect as it had seemed in my head.
I had been planning this for months - I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her and this was the best way to do it. I had nearly done it a month before, we had gone away for the weekend and spent the entire time together. It had been so romantic and after kissing her for what must have been the hundredth time that weekend, I was about to ask when she had been called away. Important police business.
Of course, the idea of doing it with everyone else around, back where we started, seemed too good to miss. Not a single day went past when I wouldn't think about me meeting her, my Lou. Maybe that nutter Angel had been worth meeting. I laughed at myself, wondering if it came across as nervous laughter.
It had felt like such a long time since had asked. I felt like I was crying, typical response from me. My eyes darted away from her, looking at everyone else.
Most of the frustration had gone and had been replaced by mostly shock, with a little bit of happiness. I spotted Aimee looking for her guy - I wasn't surprised. Maybe this was all a bit too much, with her and Harry. He also seemed a little different; it was probably just surprise.
Ian struck me as acting strangely - he didn't really seem to want to give away any emotion which was fair enough since we didn't really know each other that well. I hadn't stepped on his feet had I? He didn't seem that kind of guy to me, but I was hardly focusing. My eyes kept flitting back to Lou, hoping that she'd say something, anything.
Flossie seemed rather happy - at last someone was reacting right. I closed my eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. When I opened them, I could have sworn that I saw a familiar face in the background but before I had chance to place the face, Lou was leaning in to me.
She whispered a single word in my ear and we fell into an embrace.