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There I was standing in Aaron's arms, brain filled with so many different things after the emotions were just so high between us. He was staring down at me and I could tell worry filled his eyes. I felt his heart quicken its pace and I rubbed his arm to try to comfort him. I had to ask him the question that's been burning in my mind since I was rescued by him.

"You're not saying that because you feel sorry for me, right?" I asked cautiously.

"No! Bianca, I've wanted you to be my girlfriend since I got on a plane to Santa Fe to come get you from that nightmare."

When he came to rescue me. I prefer that term to describe his big entrance at my parent's house. My brain drifted to how I never really called that place home. Not that it was ever home to me even when it was. I squeezed my eyes shut and took a very deep and dramatic breath and tried to focus on the current moment. My thoughts came back to Aaron and what we were trying ti work out.

"A part of me feels like I'm pressuring you into all of this. You asking me to be your girlfriend, our wedding... Are you sure you want to do all of this Aaron? For someone like me, someone you barely know"

I was afraid to look up at him but I did, resting my face on his chest. He looked down at me, he was searching my eyes, trying to see if I was just asking him this to be difficult or if I really meant what I said. I wasn't trying to pull him around, I wanted to be transparent with him. I wanted to know if he wanted out or if he was in it with me for a while. I patiently waited for his second confirmation that he truly felt the way he said he did.

"I want you, Bianca. I want you because I think you're smart, pretty, and interesting. For no other reasons do I want you to be my girlfriend." He said as he stroked my face with his left hand and wrapped his right arm around me tightly. He looked down at me more intently than before in the darkness that was the room we were in. 

I took in a shaky breath and spoke just above a whisper. "Yes, I'll be your girlfriend."

I felt his lips consume mine before my brain could catch up to what was happening. I was so happy, so full. I smiled into the kiss to which his response was to pull me closer into him. Something about him pulling me into his chest lit a fire that was brewing between my legs.

Should I? 

I wrapped my arms around his neck and broke away from the kiss, looking up at him with eyes that I hoped he could read in our quiet darkness. I stood on my tip toes and kissed him again, wanting to taste him, hoping to give him a hint of what I was really thinking. I needed him to see how bad I now wanted him. 

He pulled away from the kiss, running a hand over his head, fingers going through his dreads. "What are you trying to do to me, Dove?" Aaron spoke in a dangerously deep voice. 

Dove? He had never called me that but I loved the new pet name he just gave me. I had never heard such sultry a tone come from him, it made him even sexier than I already thought he was. I gave him puppy dog eyes and tucked my bottom lip into my mouth.

"I'm not doing anything I'm just... So happy to be your girlfriend now." I said as I drew small circles on his shoulder with my finger. He let out a deep breath and dipped his lips to my neck. I let out a gasp and took in the feeling of him chewing on me ever so slightly.

I tried to pull him back to the bed of the guest room I planned on sleeping in tonight, but he was a brick wall and he wouldn't move.  I tried again, grabbing onto his waist trying to guide him so that we could get more comfortable. I was met with resistance, before I was then swept off my feet.

"We're going to our room to do this properly." My boyfriend growled in my ear.

He carried me to our room, whispering little things into my ear and making sure I knew how much he genuinely cared about me, everything aside from our wedding to our new relationship status. He told me how much he wanted to be with me for the person he assumed I was.

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