Justin’s whole body tensed in her pause. This was either going to be a very bad thing or just another thing between them. He wouldn’t go so far to call it good, but he hadn’t been expecting good when he walked in here this morning and really maybe he ought to have let someone else know where he was going, just in case the very bad turned into horrible.
Ducking away from her, or at least trying to move back, as she came toward him was mostly pointless, but he had to try. Justin threw his hands up in surrender. He stumbled over his words the first few times he started to reply. “Hey! In my defense I was in Cape Town for like half of that!” Which was true and for him, at least a small part in why he didn’t want to tell anyone before he left for his business trip. Although then again, he was somewhat regularly in Cape Town for weeks at a time – so as excuses went maybe that one didn’t hold too much stock.
“And we haven’t told anyone until recently, and I am telling you right now. See this is me, telling you that I asked Vicky to marry me and she said yes.” He paused surprised that once he started, especially in response to his full name, that the fully story just seemed to fall from him without too much thought – but it was better than his default of over thinking things. “And no we don’t have a date or any other plans right now other than instead of being my girlfriend she’s now my fiancée.”
Once it was out it seemed to really hit him. Funny how he could tell his family, tell Susan and it really didn’t mean anything until Hannah knew, because that was his world, those were his people. “Wow,” he said leaning back against the door, the slip of an honest but shy smile on his face. “Hannah, I’m going to get married. Me. Married.”