The television had gone dark, and the only light came from the small lamp beside the bed.
Dawn lay against Jamal's chest, her fingers moving slowly over his arm. His hand rested on her back, and every now and then, he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"So, do you still have doubts about me being your soulmate?" Dawn asked Jamal quietly.
"When people are upset they think stupid things," Jamal muttered, making her laugh.
"Besides, I have more than one soulmate. Who else could be my soulmate but Nobody?"
"Nobody?" Dawn asked, giggling.
"Yes. If Dawn isn't my soulmate, we can try Abigail. If not Abigail, then Nobody else."
Dawn laughed harder.
"Talking about soulmates, would you be willing to marry me?"
She blinked.
The question caught her off guard. She wanted to marry Jamal, but she hadn't expected him to bring it up so suddenly.
