“It’s a good thing that you’re adorable or I would be offended,” Tony snorted. He could not be trained. Good luck, Loren. That would be one of those points of contention between them. Tony would always have to be reminded to pick up after himself and Loren was going to have to let it go once in awhile or just do it himself. Or hire a cleaning service to pop over once a week seeing as how he was less mobile now.

He watched Loren look at the simple diamond band. Tony had contemplated going for something more Victorian or more Nordic, something old or antique, something with a different series of stones, but he had settled on some intricate scrollwork on the band itself and large oval diamonds fit in flush around the perimeter. It had been brushed to look antique without actually being antique and was about as unique as could be.

Tony designed it and paid a jeweler to make it happen.

“I hope it’s too flashy for you so that you get distracted and leave me alone from your constant nagging sometimes,” Tony said, before venturing a soft, “so you’ll marry me, then?”