Bette proposes sweetly, and snapped her fingers, with a few set of tears flowing down her face.

“I asked you to marry me today. Yet I don’t think you understand the magnitude of my love and devotion to you. I hope this does, though. I Bette Louise Porter promise you on this day forward, to cherish, love and honor you. I promise you on this day forward, your family is mines. I take you, for all you used to be in life and all you will be in this life. I am incredibly in debt to you Ms. Kennard. On this day forward, I declare myself entirely yours. I’m now a Kennard if your Daddy is OK with this too.” Stevie Kennard smiles in elation at this display. It wasn’t too long ago, he saw the true free-spirit and non alpha woman he grew to call a daughter. This woman who knelt in front of his Pumpkin was a true lady, and in his heart. His daughter in law already and more like apart of the family in heart and soul and not just name only, soon. “I of course, accept this declaration of yours. I accept it all. I do.” He utters sweetly. Bette’s tears roll down her cheeks as Gloria appears. The sweet younger sister of Tina’s with Cerebral Palsy and yet. It never took away hope, from such a face, a face that lit up Tina’s heart and soul. “GLORY,” “BIG Sis,” Gloria cheers in elation. Bette arose from her knelt position as Beverly taps onto Porter’s shoulder. “Ms. Porter,” Bette swallowed hard in a fit of nerves as Beverly jokingly giggles. “I’m just messing with you, sweetheart. Welcome to our family.”

A smile broke out onto Bette’s face, as Tina’s face was splattered with tears.

This moment time froze as Bette utters in elation. “I’d like it more than ANYTHING else, in this world. If I could have your hand to dance with you, MAY I?” The mocha skinned alpha goddess kisses that soft vanilla hand gently, like a feather. “Ms. Porter I’d LOVE nothing more than to dance with you.” Gloria giggles in glee as Bette winked at the younger Kennard. “I love you and your entire family.” Porter expresses as Tina looked at the girls and back at Porter. “Right back at you, sweetheart.” The slow music was going softly, as their bodies molded together. A soft nuzzle to the nose was felt as their hands roamed each other’s tenderly.
It felt like seconds and yet it wasn’t nearly enough to cling to her body, as it began to heat up again. “I adore you.” “Ooh! I adore you too,” Tina buries her face, in those curly brown locks. The girls watched on as Shane watches Alice scamper over to the DJ booth and whispered a little devilishly. Suddenly, the music of Celine Dion disappears, as Jive music, began to blast, at full blast.