Looking over the ring once more, Ginta shakes her head, “I think you did great, Ni,” She assures the blonde boy as she takes his hands, standing up now. “I wouldn’t want to pick my own ring out anyways. You picked this one out… Well, kinda,” She laughs, “Even if the sales guy helped, you bought it, and it’s so special to me.” Leaning up to kiss his chin, she sighs, “I suppose we ought to get back to the kitchen then, huh?” Smiling, she wraps her arms around Niall tightly, “Can time pass already so that you’re done with college?”
"I want it to." He admitted. "Ey maybe I can start a little league team up here?" Niall walked with her back to the kitchen, and his father gave him a look but he shook his head. Niall winked at his dad and kissed Ginta’s head as he made his way over to the bar. He took a seat across from where his mother was busy at work in the kitchen making meals for the little ones. "We’re gunna call her mum up here." Niall told his mother. "She needs to meet Jude."