William and Elizabeth was worried when she came home the next day but Gilbert explained. Winifred did not remember the way she acted or the fact that she kiss Gilbert 4 times it's probably a good thing that she didn't she would be embarrassed But she remembered this morning.
She woke up in an unfamiliar room with her head hurting and someone was holding her scared she looked up at the person and come face to face with Gilbert's little snores she relaxed.
She moved some hair away from his forehead he held her tighter that little touch woke him up
Good morning , Gilbert said with his husky morning voice she was looking down at him she looked so angelic with her golden locks falling in her face.. he kissed her forehead softly she got this warm sugary feeling in side of her.
Good morning .. She said with a little blush dusting her cheeks she started to fiddle with his fingers.
How are you feeling? He asked watching the pretty girl rubbing her lower back that send an electric current through out the little brunettes body
I have this horrible headache but other than that I'm fine she said answering him he moved hair away from her face and kissing her forehead again
We should be home soon he said , but she didn't want to go home she wanted to stay .. stay like this indefinitely or maybe just a little while longer just like this with him. she interlock there fingers
He looked at her and then at the ring on her finger his mothers ring it wasn't anything grand it was a small ring with a blue sapphire in the middle but it fit her perfectly like it was made for her like how his mother knew that this is the girl that he was going to marry one day. Hopefully
He lifted her hand and kissed it softly and touched her cheek she looked at him as he looked back at her..
You know that I love you right Winnie and I know you need time ... He kissed her lips softly .. I promise you I will wait how ever long it takes.. She had tears rolling down her cheeks she put her forehead against his
I love you too
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Pretty girl
Teen Fiction"But again, I like brown eyes the best" Gilbert murmurs. He tucks a strand of golden hair behind Winifred's ear and his finger trail down her cheek to under her chin, gently turning her head up to him.