“You never tell me that you like me. Am I forcing you into this relationship?”, Zoey had tears in her eyes. Tears of fear. Fear of rejection, of losing the love of her life.

“I am not wired that way”, said Martin, the typical geek that he was.

But of course, Zoey was not in a mood that allowed her to laugh at the thought of being “wired”. That made her nose look redder and eyes more watery than before.

“Zoey, baby you know I cannot see you cry. I did not mean to hurt you. You know how very daft I am when it comes to expressing my emotions.”

“Tell me you love me Marty, tell me that you need me, tell me how much you would miss me if I wasn’t with you. For God sakes, its Valentine’s day! " Zoey thought to herself, while Martin kept looking at her with a smile on his face.

“Zo darling, close your eyes now, wipe away the tears.” She did so obediently. On opening her eyes, all her fears disappeared. Marty was kneeling down, with a small gift box in his hand and a question “Will you be my valentine Zoey?”.