Just to Clarify: Beaumont and Evelyn did not do anything of a sorts the night before. They simply went back to Beaumonts house before going to Evelyn's house to ask her mothers permission. Her father was out of town so her mother had agreed but the declaration of that only made Evelyn a bit nervous.
She never stayed over someone's house before and if she did, she knows her father wouldn't agree. She had hoped the night before he doesn't come home early in the morning and thankfully he didn't. She had stayed the full night, a peace-ful sleep which she hasn't had in a very long time.
Not only her but Beaumont woke up very content and looked down at the woman beside him. She really is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Evelyn. She's consumed him. His mind, body and soul. She's corrupted him. He couldn't help but admire her. She's beautiful in every way possible. The first time he saw her coming through his family's book store.
She had looked so pure and innocent with her decorative dress she designed as his heart bumped at the feeling of seeing her. She had walked in and sat down to read a book while her mother chatted with his father about a certain book she wanted. At the time Beaumont couldn't go over to make conversation but he knew, she knew that there was something from the beginning.
Her eyes were softly glowing as she gazed over the ink words on paper as her fingers flick through the pages of another world. Her hair fell down in silky curled golden waves to the small of her back. She's an Angel, he remembered thinking as he gazed at her in fondness and adoration.
Angel.
The word only wanted Beaumont to corrupt her even more. The devil inside of him couldn't help but be enraptured by her ethereal beauty. She read the exact book she read just so he could explore the world she travelled too and to feel the raw emotion that the book endeared.
Once again at the time, Beaumont felt like he had something in common with the young Hawthorne girl but Evelyn wasn't who he was expecting when he got to know her. She wasn't innocent or pure, she was mature and poetic and simply breathtaking.
Beaumont has learnt so much about her in the pass few months that he almost feels like a stalker for knowing such things. He can tell how
she wants to travel and see the world. She wants to read every single book there is in this world and feel sad that she'll never get to experience all of those amazing universes.
She wants to dance in the rain like those cliche movie scenes. Feel the first drop of rain on her skin. She wants to live like the world is on fire. Wants to be love like hearts don't break.
He looks down at her as her body curls into his as Beaumont tightens his arm around her, pulling her in. He softly kisses on her forehead with a small smile, "I think I'm falling in love with you."
He whispered moving a strand of her curls out of her face before rubbing her arm with his thumb.
He sighs in content of having her in his arms and falls into a peaceful sleep once again.
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Romance"Promise me this is forever." She whispered softly. "I promise, my darling Evelyn."
