EMILY
I expect William to hug me immediately but he's not in a hurry. He looks me straight in the eye and asks me if I'm serious. What is he up to? I've already accepted his proposal?
He doesn't wait for my answer. He takes rounds in the restaurant, screaming that he's the luckiest man alive because I've accepted his proposal to become his girlfriend.
Patrons are bewildered and everyone is looking at me, some looking at William as he does his crazy dancing.
Is he drunk? Has he taken more wine than he can control? But it's the same amount that I've taken and I'm still sober so I rule out the wine.
A waiter hands him a bottle of champagne and he pops it then he approaches our table with the bottle still frothy.
He shakes it and directs it's frothy contents towards me.
I'm caught by su
