sirenstoryteller | Contact Alex Cabot

[Txt: You can stop collecting papers, she knows about the ring.]
[Txt: She told me her ring size...]

[Txt: And? That's it?] . . . [Txt: She wants me to come over and I'm bringing her coffee. How much damage control am I doing?]

[Txt: She told me her ring size, what do you think that means? It means she wants it too, right?]

...

[Txt: What did you think of the emerald cut?]

[Txt: Get out of the jewelry store right now. A ring size does not an engagement ring want.]

[Txt: Let me talk to her first.]

[Txt: How did you survive without me?]

[Txt: You say that like it's the first place I went to... it was the second.]

[Txt: Okay... there's surviving little brother and there is living.]

[Txt: That's it. I'm texting Phil to watch you while I talk to Corry. And Ed. And Cam.]

[Txt: This is not living either. This is you making a mess.]

[Txt: Don't bother, I think Ed has tracked me using GPS. I can see him across the street. Our brother is quite the hacker. Or Cam told him.]

[Txt: I... you don't think it would be romantic, sweeping her off her feet? Proposing? I could take her our cove, show her my form. She'd like that.]

[Txt: Good. I'll make sure he keeps an eye on you]

[Txt: ...it would, brother. But I'm not sure it's the right thing to do. The second idea...do that. She'd like that.]

[TXT] Going away with Corry for a little while. She needs me.
[TXT] I'll try not to do something too stupid.
[TXT] Look after the house while I'm gone? And don't look in the safe.

Will gathered a bag, emptying the safe of the ring he'd bought before burying it at the bottom of his bag. Grabbing his car keys, he headed towards the car to pick Corry up.

Alex stared at the phone and sighed, hating the selfish relief he felt. If Will wasn't in town, he couldn't find out what was going on with Wren until Alex himself had a chance to think about it beyond a few pleasent kisses.

[TXT] I don't have to look to know you took the ring. Please text me before you propose so you don't do any thing stupid. [TXT] Of course I'll look after the house. Take care of her alright? I heard Robert's back. Send her my love.

[TXT] I don't know what you're talking about. I've not got a ring.
[TXT] And I never do anything remotely stupid.
[TXT] Ah, well that would explain it. I will do after I give her mine. And... I may not have told father I'm going away. You may get dragged into a meeting, sorry.

[TXT] I'm not sorry.

[TXT] You aren't fooling anyone. [TXT] Like father would make me go. He doesn't think I have the head for buisness. I think Ed or Phil is in more trouble. [TXT] It's mother I'm more worried about.

[TXT] Tell Ed I'm sorry, Phil well he's still in the dog house for borrowing my car. Don't let him near the car keys. [TXT] She'll be fine, she always wanted a daughter. Not that I'm doing anything. Of course.

[TXT] You might want to send your sister a message.
[TXT] And you might want to wait until mother is sat down before telling her.

Alex groaned as he checked his phone, both from his hangover from the UV party and something possibly stupid he'd done the night before.

[TXT] I knew you took that ring. [TXT] I am happy for both of you. [TXT] Mom is going to kill you and you so owe me. . . . . . . [TXT] you weren't drunk were you?

[TXT] How do you know it was me who proposed?

[TXT] I know, when we come back I'll let her have her day. She'll probably forgive me when she meets the newest Cabot family member though. Probably.

[TXT] With Corry? No. Of course not. I love her too much to do that brother dearest.

[TXT] Because you have wanted to for ages?

[TXT] Mom says Corry deserves better then a boy who won't tell his mother he's eloping. And they still want a reception to show her off to Dad's 'friends'

[TXT] Just checking.....when are you coming home?

[TXT] We'll be back for Les' birthday. That's soon, right? But a little honeymoon first. You don't know how lucky I am, little brother.

[TXT] She proposed actually, I was going to when we got there but she asked me. So for once you're wrong.

[TXT] We'll do something when we get back, I'll discuss it with Corry. Just don't let mom do the invites.

He stared at the phone and sighed. At least it was easier for him to pretend everything was okay through texts. Let Will have his happy moment and hopefully, he'd never find out how stupid Alex had been.

[TXT] I think so yeah. Enjoy the honeymoon. You both deserve it.

[TXT] For once, I am glad to be wrong.

[TXT] She's composing a guest list and picking out hypothetical music. She wants to know if you prefer a sit down meal or just cocktails and dancing.

[TXT] And I want to know what's going on with you all there in the meantime.

[TXT] No cocktails, no alcohol at all if possible. I'll ring her, try and get her to contain it to a small family affair. Maybe if we let mom and Corry pick out the rest together?

[TXT] oh you know, same old, same old. Fall festivites and magic shutting down the library.

[TXT] you should do that. She might actually listen to you. And make sure you define what small means.

Miss you.

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