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“You need to stop wearing shirts with buttons.” I laughed , unbuttoning a few before a voice came over the speaker.
“Mr. Porter, this is security, your privacy—”
“Right. Sorry.” he said, clearing his throat and stepped back enough that I could stand on my own. His cheeks flushed and I hung my head, embarrassed. The bell rang and the doors opened. We scurried out laughing and he pulled me down the hallway. “Sorry about that. I forgot they have cameras in the elevators.” We both chuckled nervously.
“We could have made their night.” I laughed. He blushed looking down at the ground. God how I love this man, everything thing he does turns me on.
Once in the apartment, Nick grabbed me from behind and kissed my neck. His hands ran up my thighs, thumbed across the band of my panties, forcing a gasp from me. He knocked the table next to us and a few things fell to the floor, but he didn’t care. He held me up against the wall, kissing me hard. “I love you,” he said through our pressed lips.
“I love you too,” I gasped.
“No, I want to love you for the rest of my life.” He pulled his shirt off over his head.
“I want to love you for the rest of my life too.” I kissed his neck. He pulled away.
“Forever,” he said breathy.
“What are you saying?” I breathed.
“I want you to be my wife,” he said, pulling
away. “We don’t have to tell anyone right away. We can just keep it to ourselves. We can talk about a date much later, whenever you want. I just know that seeing you again made me realize how much I love you and wished that I had been stronger.”
“I don’t want to think about what happened before. It happened, we dealt with it—sort of, and now we are together. I love you, you love me, and yes, I will be your wife one day, if you still want me,” I said in one breath.
“Wait—yes, you’ll be my wife?” His voice broke.
“Yes, and I mean it, with all of my heart,” I said, tears flowing from my eyes. “I don’t think anything could make me any happier.” I sobbed happily into his shoulder. This was the strangest year of my life. From seeing Matt’s ghost, then my father’s when my life was hanging on the brink of death, to Mason’s unexpected proposal, Nick’s unhindered devotion and ending with his proposal. I didn’t even know if I had taken it all in yet. One thing was for sure, I loved Nick so much that I would marry him a hundred times over. His kiss was gentle and loving.
“You have made me so happy.” He smiled and then a tear trickled down his cheek.
“Then why are you crying?” I asked, caressing his face.
“You, you make me so happy.” He hugged me tight. Now I started to cry. I had never felt so loved before.
“I love you. You don’t have to worry about that going away. I will devote myself to you. When we are married, I will be everything you want me to be.” I kissed him over and over until he opened his eyes to look at me. “Okay.” He nodded, and then kissed me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Two months had passed and I had finally moved in with Nick, making Seattle my new home. My mother was happier than I had seen her in years, and so was I. Nick and I had finally broken the news to his sister and father, both of whom were ecstatic to hear the news. His mother, on the other hand, took a while to accept the fact that this was set in stone. No one would make either of us change our minds. Claudia was more than willing to help me plan my big day.
“Thank you for helping me out today ,” I said, sitting on the bench at the park.
“Of course! I’m so happy for you guys. I’m so lucky to finally have a sister.” She hugged me.
“Me too,” I said honestly. I was an only child and never really dated anyone who had a sister, so it was nice to finally have one. “You don’t think it’s too early to start all this planning?”
“No, most of the wedding planners I know said it can take a year, maybe even more than a year, making sure everything is set in place. Deposits made or paid in full to prevent anything causing a disaster. Unfortunately, things can and will go wrong the day of, but it gives you a sense of peace knowing you did what you knew needed to be done. Everything else is all everyone else’s doing.” She laughed.
“Nick is lucky to have you.” I said. We walked out to the car after a long day of trying on dresses. She turned to look at me, her lips curved up on one side.
“Nick is not the only lucky one. We all are,” she said. “You have no idea how much happier he is, being with you.”
“As am I,” I said with a happy sigh. Then suddenly I felt strange, as if I was about to faint.
“Lauren? Are you all right?” Claudia asked, panic in her voice. “You just suddenly went pale.”
“I—I don’t know. I feel funny.” I pressed the back of my hand to my forehead. “I’m sweating.” I gasped.
