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There are some sparks in the air, but clearly not the dazzling show I was expecting.
"Fuck, am I crushing you?" I ask as I roll over when the last one sinks in the water. "You're not hurt are you?" My eyes immediately scan her form. Good thing we'd ended up on soft grass instead of the harder stone just a few steps over.
For fuck's sake…
I groan out loud at my succession of failures.
One thing. Just one thing I'd wanted to do today—impress her and make her happy. Instead… I only managed to make a fool of myself.
"I'm sorry," I say quietly, righting myself in a seating position and helping her do the same.
I push my head down as I wait for her to express her disappointment, but instead, all I'm getting is laughter.
Whipping my head up, I watch in awe how she's laughing with so much gusto she's holding on to her midriff, barely able to contain herself.
"Raf," she starts, but stops herself amid another bout of laughter. Before she can express how much she hated the date, I hurry to act, hoping I can still turn this around.
Fishing the ring box out of my pants, I assume the stance, placing all my weight on one knee as I extend my hand towards her, opening the box to reveal a simple ring adorned with a small, almost translucent garnet that I'd had custom made to complement the necklace.
She stops. Her eyes go wide, her mouth opening and closing before she meets my eyes.
"For…me?"
"I wanted to take advantage of today to give you the ring I should have gotten you from the beginning—the ring you deserve. I'm sorry this didn't end up quite as I imagined it," I wince. "But I'll do better."
"My God, Raf," she comes closer, her dress hiked over her thighs as she brings herself in front of me. Plucking the ring from the box, she waves it in front of me.
Afraid of making another faux pas, I grab it, jamming it a little too harshly up her finger.
"Auch," she gasps.
"Sorry," I double-wince.
For fuck's sake. I'm a fucking mess, aren't I?
Kill me now.
For a moment, she merely stares at the ring. And I, like the idiot I am, simply wait for her to tell me tomy facewhat an idiot I am. I sigh in disappointment. But one second she's in front of me, the next she's launching herself on top of me and tackling me to the ground.
"You're so special, Rafaelo Guerra. Themostspecial soul. And I love you more than anything else in the world," she says before her lips are on mine, kissing me with an intensity that obliterates me and any other thought I might have had before.
"Fuck, Noelle, you're going to kill me. Right here, for everyone to see," I breathe harshly.
"I love the ring. I love you. And I even love the accident-prone dates," she whispers. "But next time,Iget to pick the date."
A smile creeps up my lips.
"Is that so? And what will you choose?"
She looks pensive for a moment before her entire face lights up.
"A club. I want you to take me to a club."
She continues to talk, explaining how she wants to experience what every twenty-something-year-old does. But I'm too caught up on that one word.
Club.
Where there will be other men. Where other men will be able toseeher, leer at her and might even try to brush up against her.
