Cameron sighed and rubbed his face. "Of course they are." The only person in her family that he disliked was her father. He was so cynical. And the first thing he said to Cameron was, "He'll be good for the business.". As though he were some type of object to Ava, which he wasn't. He hated her father, and he just didn't want to tell her.
“I’m really hoping that he’ll come to his senses and figure out that this is a horrible idea.” Ava isn’t stupid, she knows that everything her father does is perfectly thought out so the chances of him backing down are low. They’re screwed. “There’s a chance that my father is going to be randomly sending a jet to collect me in the next few months.”
Cameron rubbed his face with a low noise, shaking his head. This whole thing felt like a giant dream shifting between nightmare, good, and nightmare again. He had just got here with her, to his childhood again to try and make this new life, and her father just sauntered in and told her she was coming back.
"I can't go with you." He shook his head in his hands.
Ava bites down on her inner cheek and nods her head. “Yeah, I figured as much.” The last thing she wants to do is leave him but she doesn’t have much say in the matter. She glances down at the ground. “This really sucks but I don’t know what else to do.” She can try talking to him all she wants but she can’t make him change his mind if he’s dead set on it.
Cameron sat up again, biting his own lip and crossing his arms. He still wanted to be with her, but if she was going to be hours and hours away from him, he didn't want her to leave. He desperately wanted to go back with her, but something smarter snapped at him to stay.
"I can watch the dogs. And… and just do other stuff here."
Ava runs her hand down the side of her face. It just won’t be the same and she knows it. She doesn’t want to leave him. Just thinking about this is causing her stomach to knot up. “I…..I need some air,” She murmurs, needing a few minutes to clear her head.
Cameron nodded and buried his face back into his hands. He didn't know what to think. He knew that she wouldn't leave her brother to do all of the work, but they were trying to make this new life for each other. To actually form a legit relationship that is close to a… marriage.
He jerked his head up out of his hands, an idea slapping him across the face.
Ava slips out of the room and heads downstairs. Without grabbing her coat, she exits the house. She’s so wrapped up in her thoughts that she doesn’t even notice the chill. The move to Russia was supposed to be the start of something great but that dream is crumbling down around her. She sighs and wraps her arms around herself. For once, she would love it if things could just go according to plan.
Was he honestly sure that her dad was this really overpowering masculine figure? Well, probably, honestly. But he wasn't sure how he'd react to him literally forbidding her to go because he proposed to her. He was unsure if Ava would want to get married, but fuck it, Cameron could give it a try. It would make things a bit easier and save Ava a lot of time here with him.
He thundered down the steps and outside to where she was, taking off his coat to wrap around her as he thudded out to her standing in the snow.
"Ava, I had an idea!"
This is a disaster. Her father is really screwing everything up. It would be so wonderful if he could just butt out of her life for more than a few months. The sound of Cameon shouting causes her to nearly jump out of her skin. She was so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t heard him until he called her name. Turning, she frowns slightly. The fact that he’s this wound up about his idea has her a little worried. “What’s your idea?” If it means her not having to take over the Kosci than she’s willing to try almost anything.
He wrapped his arms around her with his thick fleece jacket, hugging her close. "It might sound a little far-fetched, and honestly I'm not prepared at all, but… we can get married," He gently suggested to her. "And before you explode telling me how bad of an idea that is, I got to thinking about how your dad is. He's someone who is super… well… let's say classic. He believes the man has the upper hand in a marriage. And not because I believe it, but because I'd rather use that against him." He sounded breathless and nervous, but willing to try anything to keep her here.
With a quiet sigh, she snuggling up against him, happy with the hug. She sharply looks up at him, surprised. “What?” Is she delusional or is he seriously suggesting that they get married? After a moment, she decides that he’s actually serious about this. She about two seconds away from asking what the hell has gotten into him when she realizes that he actually has a good point. As she tries to figure out an answer, her mouth opens and closes several times. It honestly could work. “Okay, let’s get married.”
"And you could just– really?" He asked softly as she interrupted him. He smiled a little and leaned his head against hers again. "I know we've only been together for a couple of years, but… I just really want you to stay here. I'll be willing to spend any type of money, do anything in the world. I love you, Ava," He murmured softly, leaning his head down to gently kiss her cheek. "Thank you for understanding. I wanted to propose a lot later than now, so I don't have a ring, but you and I can look for one on our trip to the Black Sea. We can find you a nice one to wear… and just… just be engaged and happy together."
“Really,” She confirms with a nervous smile. “I love you too.” Looking up at him, she studies his face. Marriage isn’t something she ever expected. “Cameron, I don’t need a ring, I just want to be with you.” The fact that he was planning on proposing at all surprises her even more. Today has been a whirlwind of craziness and she’s not even sure that she’s fully processing all of it. For the moment, she’s just focusing on the fact that she can stay now. Her father does believe in more traditional roles in marriage so they may actually be able to pull this off. She’s going to hold onto that one strand of hope.
Cameron squeezed her hand gently. "I think it's good to have one anyway. We need to be 100% foolproof," He murmured to her, pressing more kisses to her cheeks. "Besides, I'd like it if we at least had rings. We don't need a full wedding or anything," He assured her. He had his stress with weddings once in his life, and that was enough.
“Okay, we can have rings but nothing fancy.” Ava can’t help but smile at all of the kisses. The thought of wedding planning is daunting so she’s delighted when he agrees to something simple. She would honestly be fine with just getting married at the courthouse. “I love you, Cameron.” Reaching up, she gently kisses him.
"Okay." He smiled bright. He loved jewelry shopping, especially for rings. He wished he went out already for her ring, but now it didn't matter. She'll probably just want a simple engagement band and a smaller wedding band. And honestly he was okay with that.
It’s finally starting to sink in. She just got engaged as a spite move against her father. That, surprisingly enough, isn’t that shocking. She’s always been on the more rebellious side. Getting married is something she always thought would be scary and pointless but she’s accepting this quickly. She and Cameron are basically already a married couple but without the legal part.
Cameron nudged her with his head, pulling on her. "Let's go inside. We can tell your dad the news later and see what he thinks then." He didn't want her rushing telling him. That way it didn't seem too convenient. Convenience was his worst nightmare, and it would be horrible if her father found out what happened.
Ava nods her head and allows herself to be pulled along. Getting out of the snow is a great idea, she would hate to catch a cold. “Let’s hope that he accepts this when I tell him.” It’ll have to wait until a little later or he’ll figure it out. She can only imagine how bad it would be if he does learn about this. That certainly wouldn’t end well. She steps into the house, taking a deep breath.
Cameron shut the door behind him and trotted in the kitchen to take some kompot that his father made warm. He poured two cups and gestured for Ava to follow, as Lachlan played with the puppies and their new toys.
Ava heads into the kitchen, glancing over her shoulder to look at Lachlan and the puppies. They’re adorable playing together. It seems as though Kreja is joining in on the fun. She smiles in amusement as the dog violently shakes the frog toy.
Cameron nudged her and handed her a cup of the sugary, warm drink. He smiled and followed her gaze, laughing at his father who was struggling holding on to two toys.
"Let's hope they don't rip him apart."
“Thanks.” Ava accepts the cup from him with a happy hum. “Our babies are growing up too fast. It’s crazy to think about how small they were when we first got them versus how big they are now. I wish that they could stay in the puppy stage forever.”
Cameron wrapped his arm around her and pulled her in again, smiling as he watched. "Me too, honestly. They're such good puppies. I'm really glad they're housebroken because if they weren't, you probably wouldn't be wishing that."
Ava leans up against him, her eyes glued to the puppies. “I definitely wouldn’t be wishing that if they weren’t housebroken. Potty training is a pain in the ass,” She says with a laugh. “Putting them in diapers probably would’ve been easier.”
Cameron laughed with her, nodding his agreement. "We should be considered blessed with this incredible achievement. Anyway, wanna head upstairs?" He asked her gently, before taking a sip of his drink.
“Incredibly blessed.” Ava smiles up at him. Glancing back towards the dogs, she takes a sip of her drink, enjoying the sugary taste. Potty training is something that she’ll never miss. “Yeah, let’s go.”
(I’m badly sunburned but alive lol Everyone is exhausted so the trip might be shorter than I was originally lead to believe)
(Lmaooo also i clicked on this and forgot to answer it i'm sorry
anyhow wanna skip?)