Scene 34

The apartment Jackson shared with Linc and now his sister wasn’t that large, so finding a place to stand and pose for his fake boyfriend was a little difficult. The dolled up young man smirked devilishly thinking of his friend coming in and seeing him fake posing for him, giving the all too serious man all the sexy come hither energy that he had been **** to portray at the office. ‘Seeing Linc’s face turn all red is going to be priceless.’ Jackson thought as he positioned himself behind the couch, putting his elbows up on the back of the furniture as he stood with one leg over the other in an attempt to appear feminine.

The wait was a little longer than Jackson expected, with how long it took him to get ready he thought Lincoln would be coming through the door any minute and more than once had to shoo his sister back into his old room. The idea of getting a rise out of Linc feeling off after Maddy teased him for wanting to look sexy for his boyfriend, but still Jackson was in a good mood, those happy little chemicals in his mind doing their thing as he waited.

The trip home for Lincoln hasn’t been a smooth one, his connecting flight got delayed and when he boarded found himself sitting right in front of a young woman with her infant. Making the plane trip a noisy one, still when he stepped off the plane and felt the Florida humidity washing over him he was in a great mood. Or at least a good one, great being put on hold till the aspirin he took came into effect. By the time he climbed the stairs in his apartment building, suitcase in hand he felt as excited as he once was Christmas morning.

When he opened the door to the apartment he saw Jacqueline and was pretty sure his heart skipped a beat. The person standing just down the entrance hallway looked nothing like his old coworker turned friend, Jackson wasn’t there. Instead there was Jacqueline, the beautiful woman in a little black dress that showed much of her smooth legs. Lincoln’s eyes trailed up and down the girl’s body from her styled blonde hair, her soft brown eyes and her red lips that seemed to promise mischief. The outfit she wore showed the tops of her breasts, reminding him of her new assets. “Wow, ahh. Jacqueline. You. Wow.” More than a few things ran through his mind, telling his friend how great it was to see them, how he had missed her, how he wanted to drag her off to the bedroom, but something broke between the translation between mind and tongue and the best he could get out was wow.

Seeing Linc come in the door wearing a suit, not just a blazer over a polo and sneakers, but a real suit and cleanly shaved took Jackson aback. He was about to say something along the lines of do you come here often when the intense look on the man’s face made him feel like something was wrong. That was until Linc spoke, his friend didn’t say much but those few words felt both reassuring and validating, like all the prep work for this last date had been worth it. “You don’t say?”

Stepping closer Lincoln wrapped one arm around Jackie’s waist as he gazed into her eyes. “Sorry, when a man walks into a room and sees a girl so beautiful that she makes the sun seem dull by comparison, it can make him a bit dumb founded.”

“You sure know how to make me feel manly.” Jackson laughed nervously, feeling awkward even as a blush came to his cheeks. “Remember I’m still a dude.”

“Jacqueline, now none of that, you should be prepared because I plan to make you feel like a princess.” Lincoln said as he leaned in and pressed his lips to Jacqueline’s hungrily. “Mmmm.” he felt himself groan as he pressed his body into hers. Moments, short and long of dysphoria he knew was normal, but Lincoln had no problem giving reassurances.

Feeling Lincoln’s lips pressed into his own, Jackson placed his palm on his friend's chest as he closed his eyes and kissed back. A moment later Jackson’s heavily mascaraed eyes fluttered open and he pushed his friend back. “Hey, hey. Save that for when we are out in public so everyone can know we are in love.” The feminized man said thinking of the ruse.

“Is that what we are?” Lincoln asked playfully, still holding onto the blonde as he raised an eyebrow.

“That better be what you are telling people for this to work.” Jackson said, pressing the long nail of his index finger into his friend’s chest.

Laughing, Lincoln gave his girlfriend a hug believing she had been telling him that she wanted PDA and for him to confess his love so everyone knew. “I will tell the world, I love you Jacqueline Hart.” He knew that he was physically attracted to his friend and that took a little bit for him to get past mentally and past that Lincoln knew he liked her. The trip away for two weeks, not seeing Jacqueline other than a few selfies and their night of sexting had him work it out and he thought he did love her. Getting married was still too quick for him, but that had to be accelerated for work. For now they had their feelings and attraction, everything else would fit in place like a puzzle.

Biting his bottom lip Jackson gave him clearly seeing his friend wanted him to say the L word back and it only seemed fair considering what they were planning. Besides he did love Lincoln, he was a stick in the mud at times but he was a great friend. “I love you too, Lincoln Hatch.” Soon as the words left his mouth Jackson felt himself pulled tightly and kissed once more. This time his friend's tongue slid into his open mouth. Once upon a time this would have freaked Jackson out, but after kissing his boss, another man so many times and doing much worse this was hardly a bother. It was still wrong, but Jackson had been faking melting into his boss and his advances enough that it was practically second nature. After turning the kiss, sliding his own tongue against Lincoln’s and feeling his nipples get hard Jackson pulled back and slapped his friend on the shoulder. “Hey! What did I say?”

“Sorry, but how can I resist kissing you when you confess your love? PDA, I can do that, but I was hoping for some more special alone time with you and…” Lincoln’s blue eyes slid down to his girlfriend’s new assets. Something inside of Lincoln loved it when she used that stern tone with him and took command, that day where she demanded his dick and dragged him off to a supply closet never really leaving his thoughts fully.

“Aww, do you want to play with these?” Jackson cupped his D cup chest that was pulled up and together in the pushup bra to tease his friend and spoke in an overly cutesy voice.

“You know I do, but we can play with them when I fuck you proper later tonight.” Linclon said, trying to mimic the sexual aggressiveness she had shown him before.

“What!?” Jackson said blinking a few times, his head was still a bit foggy a side effect of his medication and he could have heard wrong. Linc talking like that was shocking.

“You heard me, but that can wait. For now we have to go out and do all that PDA that you want and I know just how to show everyone how much I love you Miss Hart.”

Jackson thought he was laying it on a bit thick, but still allowed himself to be taken by the hand and led to the door to the apartment. Just as they were about to leave Jackson pressed a hand on the door. “One second, I forgot something.” Mincing off Jackson grabbed his purse and knocked on his sister's door before opening it. “Hey Maddy, we are off on our supposed date night, don’t burn the place down while we are gone.”

Madison was sitting on her bed, one foot over the other as she painted her nails. Looking up she cocked her head to the side. “Do you know what is happening tonight?” She asked, the word supposed raising the question.

“Yeah, we are going out so that anyone that might see us will, do a little public sign of affection, get some food and some drink… well he can drink. I think I'm good on that. Then we come back here and I make Linc massage my feet after walking around in these shoes.”

Getting up and walking as carefully as she could with wait paint on her toenails Madison put one arm on her siblings shoulder. “Tonight you are dressed to kill and going out with a good man or at least a decent man, but you clearly like him. Have fun tonight, you have been cooped up inside for too long.”

“I will, I will.” Jackson said brushing his sisters arm off him, the happily little feelings still fluttering inside of him, helping the smile stay on his face.

“I mean it, you have been hard on yourself. Look at me and tell me your name, your… no better yet, just repeat after me. I am Jacqueline Hart, I am a woman and I deserve to be happy.”

“Maddy…” Jackson said, dragging his sister's name out.

“Say it!” Madison said, snapping her finger like she was trying to train an animal.

“Fine! I’m Jacqueline Hart, I am a woman, hear me roar and I serve to be happy.” Jackson made a clawing motion with one of his hands.

“Funny, but say it again.” Jackie had scared her for a while with going into the postoperative depression and she was not going to let that happen again if she could help it and positive affirmations were never a bad idea as far as she was concerned. When she got Jackie to repeat it twice more she let her younger sibling go and thought to one of her own little black dresses and wondered how Callie would react if she showed up in it at her door.

Not bothering to ask where they were going Jackson instead asked his friend about his trip and wanting to avoid questions about what he had been up to and not wanting to admit how many times he had seen their boss’s dick, Jackson kept asking questions about the little details. “So you go to a bunch of different group meetings and they tell you how to be an effective leader? Sounds really boring.”

“Some of them were boring, but this is new to me, but now I’m lean six sigma certified.” Lincoln said, pointing to himself with his thumb while paying attention to the road.

While Jackson hadn’t been endowed for long he didn’t pay much attention to how his chest moved and bounced as he laughed. “That totally sounds like you joined a sorority or some secret club, you are such a nerd.”

Glancing to the side Lincoln smirked watching his date. “It just means I know how to improve performance by eliminating waste of resources.”

Jackson gave his friend a flat look before repeating himself. “Nerd.”

“You are lucky you are sleeping with the boss or talk like that could get you fired.” He said teasingly, trying to hide the growing nervousness he was feeling the closer they got to the restaurant. While his little tease did that, it did however make him momentarily lose focus on the road as his thoughts turned to what they were going to get up to later.

“You know about that!?” Jackson had told him about Dunn wanting certain things, but he didn’t think he was so out of it that he would have admitted to swallowing his loads of cum.

“What I know would surprise you.” Lincoln gave the girl next to him a wink, trying to be charming while thinking about that random fantasy knowledge he has about things like Lord of the Rings that if he said out loud would be accused of being a nerd once more. “What I do know is the two of us are going to have fun in our bedroom tonight.”

The makeup on Jackson’s face kept him from looking pale and he swallowed hard, thinking now that Linc hadn’t been teasing about fucking tonight like he had thought. “You, you… you want to have sex?”

Watching Jackie’s eyes go wide and her swallow her saliva, a tell he knew well, it was something his friend did to to buy time mentally as they worked something out or tried to calm down. It brought elation to his own mind, despite the two being intimate on more than one occasion and what tonight was all about he still wasn’t so sure of himself that she would want him. That insecurity being just one of the reasons it turned him on so much when she told him how she wanted his cock. “Oh yes, you remember that day where you took my hand and dragged me off to the closet for that blow job? I have never gotten it out of my head, I can’t stop thinking about you.” he confessed.

“Oh.” Jackson blinked his heavy lashes a few times. ‘He wants to do that again!? Of course he does… he made me do it once to keep this going, why wouldn’t he want to do it again?’ The medication running through his system kept the oncoming panic attack at bay but Jackson could still feel his heart rate increasing. ‘It's fine, it's fine, you are Jacqueline, Jacqueline, Jacqueline Hart and a blow job or two is no big deal to you.’ That was when a drunken memory came flitting to the surface of Jackie’s mind, of her telling a stripper that she loved cock. She had been holding the dancer's massive member thanks to her sister and had confessed to him or just after the man left that she loved her boyfriend’s cock, Lincoln’s cock. “Well, we don’t have to wait till tonight.” Without thinking anything was odd about her behavior Jacqueline reached across the center console of the car to run her long nailed fingers over her boyfriend’s crotch, much like she did when kneeling in front of her boss.

The brown haired man’s eyes practically bulged out of their sockets when he felt his girlfriend’s hand start pawing at his crotch. Lincoln’s body let its desire be known as he instantly went to half-mast at the intimate touch. “Jacqueline… sweetheart.” He moistened his lips, feeling more than a little awkward that the beautiful creature next to him was doing exactly as he had requested. She was being bold and demanding for what she wanted, but driving while getting a blow job or even a hand job was out of his comfort zone and was incredibly dangerous. That with the risk of getting caught made it that much hotter, but it wasn’t something he was willing to risk. He would pull over but they were already running late. “Jacqueline stop, save that for later.” It took an enormous about of willpower to say no to what was about to happen. Looking down at his lap seeing his dates hand with her pretty long nails holding his bulge, it was one of the hardest things he had ever done and even if it was past the line with what he was comfortable with he wasn’t sure he had made the right call.

Jackson could feel the warms of his friend’s member in his hand through his slacks and slowly withdrew his hand from it as he sat back into his seat. The smell of his own perfume, the taste of the lipstick on his lips, the cold air from the vents blowing cool air across his exposed legs all coming into focus. ‘I’m so **** to get it over with that I was going to give Linc road head, get it together Jacqueline.’ Jackson shook his head. ‘Jackson...’ he mentally corrected himself. “Ahh, sorry.” The feminized man said feeling incredible embarrassed for his own actions as he tore his gaze away from the bulge in his friend’s pants that he caused. ‘I have been playing the part of a bimbo secretary for too long.’

“No, no.” Lincoln tried to give the pretty girl next to him a reassuring smile as he reached over to take her hand in his own, while his other stayed on the steering wheel. “I told you I love how bold you are, I’m just not ready for that. You can be all take charge like that when we get home.”

Pressing his lips together Jackson shook his head a few time rapidly, despite his feelings about Linc wanting another blow job, his own god awful humiliation for trying to give him a road head and being denied it felt almost maddening that he still felt a level of happiness. Making him understand why many people didn’t like to be on mood altering medication. It wasn’t exactly being happy, just that the things that would upset him seemed to matter a lot less, producing a similar effect. “Linc… I now there is a lot going on.” Jackson blinked a few times fluttering his lashes a bit to get his thoughts in order, a task that would be easier without the medication he was just considering. “Are you gay?”

Taking a deep breath and blowing it all out, the blue eyed man glanced to his side at his girlfriend. Someone he had known for little over a year as a man and only recently finding out they were transgender. Their relationship started off as something to just help them fend off other male attention, but thinking on it he had suspected that was just a ploy. A way for his friend to ask him out without having to actually ask him out. Jackson had always been good at getting people to do what he wanted, at least when he really tried. The fact that Jacqueline made an incredibly hot woman helped ease him into things, but he really did enjoy her company the more he thought about it. The question of if that made him homosexual had come into his mind a great number of times, but in the end he could honestly say that he wasn’t attracted to men. Lincoln could admit that some men were good looking or even down right attractive like some movie stars, but in the end they didn’t do anything for his libido. Jacqueline might have started life off as a male, but he didn’t find memories of Jackson sexual in any way, it was only Jacqueline that brought about desire.

Still holding her hand, Lincoln gave it a light squeeze, taking his eyes off the road for only a second. “I’m not, but at the same time far as I’m concerned you are a woman. It doesn’t matter what is between your legs.”

“You… you see me as a woman?” Jackson asked, the confession feeling like a physical blow. It made sense in a way, that was how Linc was rationalizing wanting sexual favors from him to continue this chaotic ruse. Him being gay would have explained it, but hearing that his friend thought of him as a woman felt like it came out of left field when and at the same time the revelation felt so obvious. ‘Shit I didn’t even think about it… once I go back to being myself there is no way the two of us can stay friends. He will look at me and always remember that I once walked around in high heels and sucked him off and that is without him knowing about what I do with Dunn.’

As tormented as he was at living a life he couldn’t fully control knowing he had people in his corner helped Jackson get through things. He didn’t have a lot of friends, not close ones at least and that had been a choice, mostly an **** one to help protect himself. After his mother left and his dad partially checked out it had been just him and Maddy. With how dark it was outside Jackson was able to see his own reflection in the passenger side window. What the reflection showed wasn’t how he thought of himself, he was still a man even if he had massive tits that he had to admit looked sexy as hell. ‘It would be weird if Linc didn’t think of me as a girl, but after…’

“Are you okay?” Lincoln asked when Jacqueline didn’t respond to his answer, making him nervous he had answered incorrectly. He didn’t think he had and that made his mind go down the mental rabbit hole wondering if this was the disphoria thing again that he only understood a tiny bit of.

“Hmm, yeah…” Jackson answered before pausing for a few heartbeats. “When this is over, I mean in the near future, the far future. Will we still be friends?” the dress wearing man asked without even considering the fact that he hadn’t let go of Lincoln’s hand.

Hearing that question made Lincoln’s heart practically weep. He knew his friend wasn’t codependent, so this wasn’t about him being away for a few weeks, but he also knew about the Hart families past. ‘She is so fragile right now, turning her down must have felt like rejection.’ Lincoln thought about the date he was desperately trying to be one time for so that things would go according to plan and how much that would probably help ease the bottle blonde’s mood, but they weren’t there yet, they were close, but he couldn’t let the silence hang. “You know I once thought of you as just a coworker, one that didn’t always pull their fair share. A coworker that got under my skin and one that made me laugh. A coworker that pulled me out of my own head and that you were more than just a coworker or a work friend. You were a friend, at times a good friend, at times not so much. I mean really, you can be a pain in the ass. You have a great ass by the way.” Lincoln tried a small step to the side in the conversation for some levativity and a compliment. “Truth is, you are my best friend. No matter terms or titles used between us that will remain true. Or at least it will for me, and I hope you will think of me the same.”

With a lopsided grin Jackson thought of one of the photos he had taken to send to Lincoln, he had been sending with his back to the mirror and had slightly bent over, looking over his shoulder to take a photo of his own rear end. Making him feel like the nice ass comment was at least partially his own fault. Being desired felt good, but being desired by a man, his best friend was different, like it was wrong. Yet here Lincoln was being very open about it and saying that it wasn’t going to affect their friendship in the long term. “I hope your right, and yeah I do think of you like that or something close.” A few seconds of silence hung between them, Jackson trying to soak in the idea. “You know what though?” Jackson turned his body to face the driver’s seat a little more or as much as the seat belt would allow as he thought of how Maddy had teased him earlier about getting dressed up for Lincoln’s arrive too. “No more flirting with my sister, I promise you she would eat you alive.”

Pulling into a parking spot on the side of the street Lincoln bounced his head from left to right slowly the corner of his lips turning up in an almost smile. “I don’t really flirt with her, honestly she is the one doing it, you Hart girls are pretty forward, but I suppose it would be wrong of me to do that considering things.”

Jackson threw his hands in the air, not paying attention to the area they just parked in. “Finally! I have been telling you to get past your crush on her for how long?”

Lincoln only nodded in response, putting pieces together in his mind about how Jacqueline had been saying just that ever since the first time he had expressed how pretty Madison was and how through the lens of what he knew now his friend had been really saying they wanted to be with him and didn’t want him to be with their sister. “How long is not important, what is important is that I use a distraction to change the topic.”

Scrunching up his nose Jackson tilted his head slightly to the side causing the exposed earring to visibly tilt with it from Lincoln’s point of view. “A distraction? You giving up on the idea of being an executive at Mega Corp and going to become a magician?”

Unbuckling his seat belt Lincoln leaned over to his date and gave her a quick kiss. Their lips touching, the kiss lingering for just a heartbeat, enough for him to feel her creamy pouty lips. Pulling back he spoke in a whisper. “Distraction.”

As their lips met Jackson took in a deep breath, smelling the natural musk of his friend mixed with cologne. His own scent had changed so much from using feminine productions, body wash, lotion and perfume and unknowingly how the change in his hormones had affected his own natural scent. That combined with how unexpected the intimate action and his slow foggy mind had put him on the back foot, leaving him speechless.

“Now, as much as I would love to sit here and make out like we were teenagers, we are here, you stay right there while I get your door for you.”

Watching Lincoln get out of the car Jackson blinked a few times trying to get himself centered as he took his own seatbelt off. Having his door opened for him wasn’t something new, men had been doing it since the first day he had showed up at the office in a dress. It still didn’t feel normal, it was nice a perk woman had he supposed, one he wasn’t really sure why some had a problem with. It didn’t make him feel less capable, people were just removing an obstacle for him, but it happening right after that kiss. A kiss that was over so quickly, but it really had thrown him for a loop and he wasn’t sure why.

“You door madam.” Lincoln said with a bad French accent.

“Oh umm one second.” Jackson said pulling up his purse that had been on the floorboard of the car so that he could take out his lipstick and fix his face before walking out in public. Soon as that was done he pressed his legs together and swung them out to the side in order to not flash his panties with the short dress like Maddy had taught him and accepted his friend’s hand. “So, umm.” Jackson’s brown eyes darted around the area, only now paying attention to where they were.

The area had an old down town feel, with brick faced businesses on either side of the street with a large median area for people to walk around, it having trees placed to give it a natural overhang. Each of them having twinkling yellow lights spaced out through the branches and small lanterns hanging down lighting up the area pushing back the darkness while giving a comforting atmosphere. “This is a nice little area.” Jackson said seeing a couple walk by holding hands, followed by an elderly man with a yellow lab that had its tongue hanging out of its mouth happily and looking more like they were taking their owner for a walk, rather than the other way around.

“I thought so, they have an old trolly off to the side down the block to take photos in front of if you want to take a little walk.”

Jackson looked at his friend skeptically, he didn’t have any interest in an old tolly or trains, or anything of the nature so figured he was up to something. “These shoes aren’t made for walking.” The very feminine man said posing with foot held to the side so that Lincoln could see it in profile.

‘Come fuck me heels are not made for that purpose.’ Lincoln thought as he fought back the urge to mentally ravish the sexy creature standing next to him. Taking a look at his watch he nodded to himself. “How about we just walk a little bit up ahead, there is a live band playing and we need to kill a few minutes until our reservation anyhow.”

“So no trolly?” Jackson asked raising an eyebrow, boy curious what that was about and to tease him a little.

Taking Jacqueline’s hand in his own the pair crossed one side of the street to get to the median area. “I was just thinking of things to do before dinner.” Lincoln walked the two up next to a four tier public water fountain that stood a good twenty feet in front of a gazebo that had a band playing. Letting go of her hand he moved his arm to encircle Jackie’s waist. The sound of the water adding an extra calming effect to the atmosphere. With his girlfriend held close Lincoln looked over at the band, making eye contact with the lead singer and nodded his head.

Planning tonight wasn’t the most difficult thing had had done, but it had been costly. He had only gotten a single paycheck at his new salary level and with his plans for tonight his bank account had went right back to its old intern levels almost instantly, but he was sure… he hoped it would be worth it. It wasn’t like things were going to come from left field, they had already discussed it and even though this was happening now because of what he needed to secure his new position it didn’t mean Lincoln didn’t want to do it right.

Feeling himself being pulled closer to his friend Jackson didn’t resist, instead he leaned more into his friend and allowing some of the weight to be taken off his heeled feet. It wasn’t cold out, not that it ever really got that cold in Florida, but a cool breeze blowing across his exposed hairless legs sent a shiver down his spine. The warmth of Lincoln’s body was welcome and it made him wonder if that was why girls often pressed themselves into men, in order to steal their warmth. The music from the live band was nice, and had a handful of people gathered in the area. A family, two couples and a few people by themselves and it made Jackson wish he had a few dollars in his purse to tip them. When one song ended and another began he started to bob his head to the beat as the lead singer started.

“It’s a beautiful night, we’re looking for something dumb to doooo. Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you.”

The Bruno Mars song had just started when Jackson heard Lincoln whisper into his ear as he pulled away. “Hey what do you think of these lanterns?”

Swaying a little to the beat Jackson looked up into the trees, the sparkling lights up in the tree branches and the hanging yellow lanterns looked pretty he guessed. He thought it was a nice touch, making the area feel homier than just street lamps. When he looked down tell Lincoln as such he noticed the man was no longer standing next to him, but was kneeling down. It didn’t click as to what was happening There down on one knee was his best friend holding up a small open box with a ring inside. Jackson’s foggy mind was having trouble grasping what was going on, him never in a million years thinking of a situation where someone would be down on one knee prosposing, but something sank in as the song the band played continued.

“Don’t say no, no, no, no, no. Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah and we’ll go, go, go, go, go. If you’re ready, like I’m ready.”

That was when it felt like the world fell away, the sound of the song, the beat of the music fading into the background. Jackson’s jaw hung open and his eyes went wide. Without considering what he was doing his hand reached down, fingers touching the surface of the ring as if trying to see if this was real. Trying to process things had Jackson almost completely frozen in place like a computer when opening too many applications at the same time.

“Jacqueline Hart, I love you and I promise to always be there for you, to be your best friend. Would you do me the honor of marrying me? “ Lincoln said, his knee protesting its position of holding up his weight on the concrete. When Jacqueline didn’t answer anxiety started to rise and his mind normally a neat and orderly place started to jump from one thing to another as he considered what was wrong. ‘She isn’t answering! This was too fast. I had had to do it for work to keep this position but I shouldn’t have pressured her...’ He started to think before it all washed away when he saw Jacqueline close her mouth and a small tight smile blossom into something bigger, her white teeth showing as she smiled large enough that it figuratively touched her eyes and she nodded her head vigorously. “You have to say it.” Lincoln gently encouraged her.

The world felt so far away for Jackson, the people around him didn’t seem to exist other than blurs in his peripheral vision. ‘He is asking me to marry him!? This was suppose to happen, calm down, calm down. We have to do this for his job, Lincoln is getting engaged to Jacqueline. She would love this…’ Jackson closed his mouth the surprise not going away it still felt like he was hit by a mental truck, but as he looked down at the man and the ring things fell into place and the seed of a smile took root and grew as Jacqueline thought about what was happening. The lights, the band, that song it all fit now that she looked down at the man that was her boyfriend. She nodded her head thinking about how Linc had confessed his love and prosed to always be there for her and to always be her friend. The worries of earlier felt so much less important, they weren’t gone but they also felt like they belonged to someone else. Like she was carrying the weight for someone else and that didn’t matter right now. “Yes! Of course yes!” She called out, giddily bouncing on the balls of her feet as Lincoln slid the ring onto her finger before standing and the two embraced.