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“I thought we should celebrate here.”
The trolley sports a silver ice bucket with a bottle of French champagne sticking out. There are two clean champagne flutes, filled to the top. I spot a selection of oysters and a seafood platter to die for.
“Wow,” is all I manage to say.
After I let the first oyster slide down my throat, I look at Blake.
“Thank you,” I say and he stops mid oyster.
I love the way he tilts his head to the left when he is unsure of what is happening.
“I want you to know what you did tonight is just amazing. I’m sorry I doubted you, I’m sorry I did not trust you.” The words tumble out of me.
I need him to understand he is the most important thing in my life. I need him to know I trust him completely and I will always be by his side.
Somehow the words don’t seem enough.
“I think I’ve been wanting to spend the rest of my life with you the moment I saw those sketches you drew of me.” I close my eyes. There’s so much more I want to say.
When I open them, Blake is holding a small jewelry box in his hand.
“There’s something else I need to give you.”
My right hand trembles a little as I reach for the little white box. Gingerly, I open it and hold my breath when my eyes took in the precious gift hidden inside.
Slowly, I pick up the key ring with the key to Blake’s apartment.
“You know, it’s not only the key to my – our – apartment, it’s the key to my heart.”
I blink a couple of times. I don’t want to cry and ruin my make up.
I firmly close my fist over the precious gift. He truly is the most amazing man I’ve ever met.
I take a step toward him. He moves toward me.
When we are inches apart I put my hands on his chest. I feel his strong heart beat.
I look up at him and smile.
“You make me so happy.” I place my forehead against his chest. My eyes are closed and I revel in the moment. This is so perfect. I feel his lips kiss the top of my head.
I look up at him again.
“I think you are the most amazing man,” I tilt my head back a little, waiting for his lips to meet mine.
When they do, an explosion of gigantic proportions erupts in my body. My brain turns to jelly and my hands move from his chest down his back, where they rest in the little groove just above his buttocks.
At first his kiss is soft, his lips caress mine, his tongue gently probes around my mouth. But then all of a sudden, he changes. His mouth presses down hard on mine and his tongue is pushing all boundaries, searching, devouring. and wanting more.
My body responds in kind. I push into him. I want more too. I want all of him. My hands move lower and start massaging his ass.
I can hear him groan. Our tongues are locked in a duel of passion.
When he pulls back I feel as if a part of me has been ripped off. I want him back. I want to taste those lips again. I need him back. Oh how I missed kissing him.
Without warning, his lips are back on mine. His hands cup my face. This time he places soft kisses on my mouth, my eyes, my nose, my cheeks and my lips again. Softly, his mouth moves all over my face, as if exploring it for the first time.
If he doesn’t rip my clothes off soon, I think I will go mad with desire. My skin is burning. He really knows how to push my buttons.
