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“Amy, this is your cottage.” Mark said gravely as he observed her attentively.

“It was, yes, but not anymore. It had to be…sold” A note of sadness took her voice.

“Amy, this is your cottage.” He repeated and held out a key to her.

She just stared at him as the tears rolled her face uncontained. She completely lost her power of speech and could only look at his handsome face.

Mark took her delicately by her shoulders and kissed every one of her falling tears. “Take the key,” he coaxed her. “Your home waits for you.” His murmur soft in her ears.

Just then she remembered to breath, re-learned to move. She burst open the car door, without waiting for the driver to do it, and ran to the cottage. Fumbling with the key, she walked in and turned on the lights. She looked around open-mouthed. It was newly decorated in traditional cottage style. Comfortable furniture, cosy curtains and carpets. It smelled of varnished wood. It’d make a perfect refuge for holidays!

Mark saw that she was in wonder, walking around in all directions and he was sure he had done the right thing. When she came back to the sitting-room she looked out of depth. He sent the driver to an inn and closed the door. His heart was enlightened and full of love for her.

“I-I don’t have words to express my happiness!” She was fidgeting with her hands as she ambled slowly towards him.

He breathed out a faint smile. “You don’t need to. It’s all over you.” He moved towards her and caught her in his arms. Her head rested on his shoulder. “I’d have dived in a volcano if it made you happy!” His lips brushed her hair.

She lifted her head, her wide stare met his. Her lips half opened. All he could do was kiss her, involving her in his warmth. They kissed and kissed until tenderness begun to turn into flames.

He lifted his head. “I love you, Amy!” His thumb caressed her cheek. “It feels I have loved you forever!” His focus intent on her honeyed ones.

A naughty smile played on her full lips. “How can you love a brat like me?” Her fingers entwined in his soft dark hair.

He smiled back. “You’re the most stubborn, independent, sensuous brat I ever set eyes upon and you stole my heart!”

“Oh, Mark! I love you so much!” Her hands went to his nape silkily, making him tremble with lust.

“Amy, my love! I was so afraid that you’d accepted me out of gratitude! I just couldn’t face the fact that you might not love me!” He took her face in his hands and touched his forehead to hers.

She held him tighter. “Well, I cannot deny you give me a hard time with your possessiveness and controlling personality!” She chided him lovingly.

He looked at her solemnly. “I’m trying to improve.”

"Yes, you are.” She admitted. “And you’ve gone a long way!”

He felt flattered. “We’re getting married as soon as possible and you’ll be mine forever!”

“Forget about the long way thing.” She whispered as his mouth came possessively over hers.

The End

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