The Diamond Engagement Ring
This was the moment that he had been waiting for!Jasmine had just finished her crème brulée and, putting down her spoon, she gently brushed her long, silky, blonde hair away from her face. Mike was filled with awe. God, she was beautiful, he thought as he carefully observed her through the flickering candlelight.
Looking up at Mike she said, "Oh that was simply delicious, darling."
There was genuine pleasure on her face. Mike was pleased. It really had been a wonderful meal in the splendid surroundings of 'Le Ciel de Paris', the highest restaurant in Europe, situated on the 56th floor of the Montparnesse Tower in central Paris. Jasmine looked out at the incredible view which embraced a significant part of city including the Eiffel Tower in all its splendour. She marvelled at some of the monuments that she and Mike had visited by foot earlier that day. They were all so clearly visible from the restaurant and, as she looked out at them, she realised that she and Mike must have covered some considerable distance - it was no wonder her feet ached so much now!
Jasmine hadn't expected the last minute suggestion of a weekend in Paris. It seemed to come completely out of the blue. Of course she was delighted. After all it was so unlike Mike, who was usually entirely predictable, and this invitation was contrary to his methodical, premeditated approach to almost everything he did. At times it drove her crazy. Mike had a 'five year plan' for everything and having trained in the army after leaving school, he had become painfully neat and precise in his daily routine too. His clothes were always carefully pressed and stacked in his wardrobe and he clearly would not tolerate clothing being thrown on the floor. He had even told Jasmine off once for casually leaving a cardigan hanging over the back of a dining chair before a dinner party they held at his flat in Putney. "God ... what would he be like to live with!" Jasmine had thought.
Mike felt a bead of sweat forming on his forehead. All of a sudden the room seemed a little too warm and he yearned to open the window of this famous Bistro 200 metres above the streets of Paris. For once in his life he actually felt less than certain. Was this really the right moment? He certainly didn't want to break the spell of the magical evening he was having with Jasmine. But there was this gnawing fear in the back of his mind: "What if she said no?"
He hadn't mentioned the weekend break to Jasmine for weeks as he plucked up courage to actually go ahead with his plan. Indeed he had given careful thought to this for several months. Without a little 'forethought' it would have been impossible to get a restaurant booking at 'Le Ciel de Paris' at short notice. He had made the phonecall a fortnight ago. In his fluent French he had requested 'a discreet table for two' ensuring that the table he booked was by the window to the right of the entrance and not too far from the pianist. Having been once before, several years ago, he knew this spot had the best view and was well away from the kitchen door to the far side. Everything had to be perfect and he had planned this weekend break with military precision. Naturally he told none of this to Jasmine. He had kept the secret without any difficulty for over a month. He had only suggested it two days before they left! Of course he tried to sound spontaneous. But it felt awkward and he wondered if Jasmine was convinced by his clumsy attempt. She seemed surprised enough, he thought, and her eyes had lit up with an almost bewildered disbelief.
"Paris? For the weekend! ... Do you mean this weekend, Darling?" she asked.
"Yes of course," he said. "I just thought it would be nice to get away ... and so I booked the flights this morning .... A spur of the moment thing ... you know," he lied.
That conversation seemed a long time ago now as they sat here high above the lively streets of Paris enjoying this very special, memorable evening; this life changing moment! Mike fumbled nervously in his pocket, feeling out that small black box that held a symbolic gift that was so importantly attached to the question he was about to ask Jasmine. Christ! He had been amazed at how much he had actually needed to spend on the ring. He hadn't really given much thought to the value of a diamond. The man in the shop had given him some guidance and he had readily accepted the advice. He hadn't wanted to seem mean and, it was true, the rings with more affordable diamonds just didn't seem to sparkle as much as this one. No ... not nearly as much as the one that was now secretly hidden in his right hand pocket! The moment he was shown this ring he knew she would just love it. It was beautiful. How could she not? Shit! He would spend the next twelve months trying to pay it off but there was no doubt in his mind. She was worth it. He couldn't wait to give it to her....
...... He just didn't know exactly when!
Paul Wright has been designing and making diamond engagement rings and wedding rings since his jewellery business was incorporated in 1995. He has met hundreds of young couples who originally sought advice from him on the best engagement ring to buy. His romantic ‘vignettes’ and short stories are all actually based on real life experiences. The names and places have been changed, of course, to protect the identities of the innocent!
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Thanks to S.D. for the great story he submitted! He wins a £20 gift voucher to spend in our website shop! Its been a difficult decision as there were so many great entries received. But I think readers will agree that "Romance on the Salsa Floor" scores points for sheer passion!
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Virginia had been going to salsa classes for two and a half years. She had started, after `that man' had told her that she was good at nothing. She had worked her way through the absolute beginners class, into beginners and then into improvers. Virginia had cast un-envious eyes at the Intermediate class - she was happy where she was.
She liked the teacher Mandy who had just had a baby. Mandy was a good teacher and made every lesson full of fun and laughter. Even though Mandy was a salsa instructor she was still a little over weight. Virginia liked this. She did not like people who pretended to be something that they were not.
One day the class above seemed to be much smaller than usual. One of her friends said, "Let's try the Intermediate class. There are not very many people. I am sure we will be able to manage the lesson. We can always come back down again. Come on, let's go."
She dragged Victoria across the room and the two stood quietly waiting for the instructor to collect the tickets. As he took the tickets he smiled at them but did not make any effort to speak. The lesson started and Virginia found that she was coping very well. She did find the class challenging - but some of the men were also struggling to keep up and this made her feel better about herself. There was the usual warm down after the class and then some `free dancing'.
Virginia and her friend were still too shy to ask a man to dance so they were perfectly happy to sit watching. Some dancers joined after the class - but these were usually the better dancers who did not feel that they needed lessons. One of the numbers was a slow and sensuous song - all about the love of a man for his family. The chorus was haunting and told of what it was like to be miles from home. She was lost in a day dream watching the graceful dancers.
Through a gap she suddenly saw the most charismatic man she had ever seen. He was about fifteen feet away from her. He was tall and lithe. She had never seen a man carry himself in such a sensuous manner. He smiled at his partner even when it was obvious that that she was not a very good dancer. The thought suddenly flashed through her mind that he must be a kind man to have asked a beginner to dance.
Her eyes never left him as he twisted and turned. A sudden thought flashed into her mind. One of the moves in Salsa is called `The Cuddle'. In this step the man moves back on his left foot, leaving the right foot in place. He leads the woman backwards and away from him. He completes the move by wrapping his partner into a close hold. Sometimes dancers are reluctant to leave this hold. She wondered what it would be like to be held in a prolonged and passionate hold. She then thought that she would never know as she was too shy to ask him.
The music stopped. The floor cleared. He was standing in front of her. His face was unsmiling but he bent low and stretched out his hand. His deep gravelled voice asked her to dance. She could not have said no. Their eyes met. His were cool and grey - and they flashed as they took in her light cotton top. He held her in the classic close contact hold. She could feel his whole body resonating against her. His eyes widened as he felt the proud thrust of her breasts against him.
Her feet never stumbled once as he led her in a series of intricate and delicate moves. She had never felt so alive. Her eyes could not move from him. She felt that she was floating. She knew that she could dance with him for ever. This was no slow awakening. Passion flared between the two dancers as they spun and turned ever attune to each other.
When `The Cuddle' came she felt her legs weaken and she sagged into him. He felt so strong and so vibrant. She made no effort to break away. She knew that she had found the man of her dreams. They never noticed that the music had changed.
Salsa is a distillation of many similar dances and rhythms - but neither noticed any differences in style. She was his to command. He was hers to mould. As they walked hand in hand back to the seats she was glad that she was wearing her daisy earrings and chain. He looked down at her left hand and took in the absence of any ring with a proud and determined glance.
"We have to do something about that don't we?"
She knew what he meant. A ring would make her his for ever.
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