For the next few months Trevor and Miranda spent almost all their time together when he was not at work and she was not at college. Miranda continued to speak Trevor's love languages, and Trevor practiced speaking all of hers. He often held her hand, hugged her, kissed her, told her she was beautiful and the best thing that ever happened to him and how much he loved her and that he thanked God for putting her in his life every day and night, bought her flowers and candy and her favorite movies and CDs of her favorite artists, wrote her love letters, bandaged her hand when she cut it while chopping fruits and vegetables one evening, nursing her back to health when she caught the flu, and more. The more they spoke each other's love languages, the deeper their love for one another became.
One evening as they sat on the Parkers' front porch, Trevor's arms around Miranda and her head leaning on his shoulder, Trevor sighed. "Miranda, I never thought I would feel this way. I can't believe I tried so hard not to feel this way, especially when it comes to someone like you. I love you, and I love holding you and seeing you every day. I want it to be this way for the rest of my life."
"I feel about you the way you do about me, Trevor," Miranda told him. "I want to be with you for as long as I'm on this earth."
Trevor kissed the top of her head. "Miranda, come with me. I want to ask your mom and dad a question, and I want you with me when I do it." He took her hand, and they stood up.
Miranda's heart began to beat a mile a minute. Was Trevor going to ask for permission to marry her? There was nothing more she wanted than to say yes.
The young couple walked into the Parkers' living room, where Richard and Janice sat watching the movie Oklahoma! and eating popcorn. "Richard and Janice, I want to talk to you. It's important," Trevor said.
Richard put the TV on "mute" for a minute. "Certainly, Trevor. What can we do for you?"
Trevor moistened his lip, feeling a little nervous. "Well, er, it's like this. You see, I was out on the porch with Miranda and was telling her how much it means to me that God put her in my life ... that I want to be with her forever ... and, well--"
Richard put up his hand. "Say no more. I know what you're trying to say is you're asking for Miranda's hand in marriage."
Tears of happiness came to Janice's eyes, and Richard's, too. "Well, I don't see why not. We know you are a fine young man, Trevor, and you will surely take good care of our baby girl," Richard agreed.
"Yes, of course you can!" Janice clasped her hands together joyfully.
"All right, then." Trevor smiled and got down on one knee. "Miranda Parker," he said, taking her hands into his, "I love you with a love that can't be changed by anything. Will you--"
But before he could even get the question out, Miranda popped into his arms and happily exclaimed, "Yes!"
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