Melting Ice

Chapter 56

We get back just before 11pm. I unload the shopping into the fridge and cupboards as Clove changes. Those cupcakes do look yummy...
Once I'm ready, I go upstairs and, forgetting Clove was already here, take off my top and jeans so I am only in my boxers.
"Cato", she mumbles from under the covers, "Do your stripper act somewhere else".
I laugh, "Don't worry Clovers, I'm all sane. I'm even a virgin".
"Yeah, of course you are", says Clove sarcastically,"Your one of the mostly likely people to not be one".
"What do you mean by that?", I ask as I get into bed with her.
"Well, to be honest, your hot and good looking".
"Stop describing yourself Clove!", I say.
"Come on Cato, I'm not that attractive", she says, "I have uncountable flaws".
"You mean perfections?", I ask, "You've always disliked your freckles",she nods, "I think that they make you look even more beautiful and cute and adorable and-".
"Yeah, but you have to say that", Clove mutters.
I edge closer to her, "I'm a pretty honest person Clove;I say it how it is and I would never lie to you".
"Yeah but-".
"But nothing", I edge my face even closer so that her breath tickles my cheek, "I would only do this to someone I love". And before she can say anything else, I kiss her.
It isn't a rough, hot kiss. This kiss is what you'd expect in a fairytale; soft lips gently pressing up against each other, my hands on her skinny waist, hers wrapped around my shoulders lightly. I feel her smile against my lips and then she rests her forehead on mine. My insides feel all jumbled up inside, my mind playing back every single tiny reason I love her, my fingers tingling because I'm touching her. Every time we kiss, it is like the first time. But less awkward.
"I love you", Clove says.

Clove

I wake up snuggled into Cato's chest with his arm wrapped around me. Without trying to wake him, i untangle myself from his arms and slip on a jumper to take the morning chill away.
"Hey", Cato's sleepy voice says, "Why are you up so early?".
"Shopping", I tell him, "With the girls".
"Can I come? I could always do with some new shoes...".
"But then you'd see my dress...", I say quietly.
"Your making it hard for me not to stalk you", Cato jokes, getting out of bed.
"You'll see it soon".
"Have fun Clovers", he says, engulfing me in a warm hug.
"I love your hugs", I say into his warm chest, hugging tighter.
Then I set off for a day full of make up and dresses.
"Ooo", squeals Carla, "How about this one?". She holds up a slim fitting dress that flows outwards at the ends and no sleeves.
"She won't be able to breath!", cries Isabelle, "How about this?". A pale blue dress is held up in front of me with green netting over the bottom half, creating several layers. "You are getting married in 4 after all".
"It's nice but".
"We don't her to look like a fish!", laughs Kayla, flapping her arms dramatically about, "What are you looking for in a dress anyway?".
"Um...something white with some black. Nothing to special...".
"Come on Clove! We all know that you've been planning your wedding since day 1. It's one of the most memorable days of your life, it needs to be special!", says Isabelle, collecting two armfuls of white and black dresses. "Here put these on".
"It's too short", I say about the first on.
"I look chubby!".
"It's just not me".
"Oh god no!".
"Fuck this...".
"Come on Clove, just one more", pleads Kayla from outside.
"There isn't another one".
"Yes there is, check the other side". I look as to where I'm told. There hung is the most beautiful dress I have ever laid my eyes on. Instantly, I strip out of everything and zip up this amazing dress.