She did. And although her expression revealed alarm or suspense, she didn’t speak.
Claire reached into her pocket, removed their baby’s picture, and handed it to Catherine. The woman took the ultrasound picture and stared. Finally her eyes widened and for the second time, Claire saw tears form on her lids. “You are pregnant?” She asked Claire, who nodded in response. Then turning to Tony and seeing his proud expression, Catherine continued, “The two of you?” She sprang from the sofa and embraced Claire. “Oh my, a Rawls - Nichols baby. I can’t believe it.”
Claire allowed herself to be swallowed by Catherine’s embrace. Looking to Tony she was instantly surprised by his expression. The smile that was present only seconds ago was gone. Why is he glaring? Claire wondered. She’s happy – what’s his problem?
Claire and Tony decided to spend a few hours at the pool while they waited for dinner. With the rising humidity, the tepid water felt wonderfully refreshing. When Claire wasn’t submerged, she sat with her feet dangling in the cool blue liquid and enjoyed the view of Tony swimming the length of the pool and back. His strong arms fanned outward as he pushed against the water. The muscles in his back, shoulders, and arms defined with each stroke.
In the light of the sun, Claire noticed a few renegade gray hairs in Tony’s black mane. She thought it made him look distinguished. However, with his recent age comment, she chose not to mention them. When he surfaced at her feet, she giggled as he pretended to pull her into the water. Just when she thought she was safe, he stood and scooped her into his arms. All of her squealing was to no avail.
After a few playful moments of feigned fighting, she relaxed, and floated in his arms. The sun bathed her exposed skin as he supported her shoulders and legs. His words were a statement, intended as a question, “I want to show you something.”
“I’m curious.” She asked with a seductive smile. “Is it something I’ve seen before?”
He returned her sparkling gaze, “Yes, but not what you’re thinking.”
It was her turn to raise an eyebrow. He led her up the steps and out of the pool. The afternoon heat made for a smooth transition from water to air. The breeze only dried their skin as they walked to one of the umbrella tables. Sitting knee to knee, Tony reached into the pocket of his bathing suit. Claire gasped as her eyes adjusted to the umbrella’s shadow. In Tony’s outstretched palm, sparkling in the reflection of the June brilliance was Claire’s engagement ring, the one she sold.
Only her eyes moved as she looked from his hand to his face. Was he mad? What was he going to say? How did he get it? So many thoughts assaulted her mind. His true intent was not even on her radar.
Despite her concerns, his expression seemed soft-- almost fearful.
“Tony, how did you...?”
“I bought them back.”
Her stomach twisted, “I’m sorry. I needed money....’
He interrupted, “If I gave them back, will you promise not to sell them?”
“Why would you give them back?” she asked in all sincerity.
“Do I need to get on one knee? I suppose I didn’t do that the first time.”
She stood suddenly and backed away, almost tripping over the heavy iron chair. If she’d made him speechless with her pregnancy announcement, he’d certainly returned the favor with his proposal. Finally, as her eyes remained large, she said, “No, I’m not ready for anything like that.”
His eyes dropped. “No, never – or no, not yet.”
She saw his pain and instinctively moved forward. Kneeling before him, she said, “Tony, slow down. I told you, I like the dating thing... we never did that. Please don’t push too hard. In the last week we’ve survived a major game changer. I think we need to proceed with caution.” Everyone knows the game of chess requires planning and strategizing. Making moves too quickly often proves lethal for the offending piece.
He reached for her left hand and slipped the diamond ring onto her fourth finger. Prisms of color and light radiated from the large center stone as the smaller diamonds sparkled around its perimeter and from the embedded band. Of course it fit. It was hers. With a mischievous smile, Tony said, “I just wanted to make sure it still fit.”
Removing the platinum engagement ring, she handed it back to him. “I appreciate the offer. Don’t make me give you a definite answer. If I do, you won’t be happy. Let’s be content with what we have, for now.”