One More Time ( Becky x Freen )

Chapter 42

Freen took a deep breath and closed her eyes before opening her mouth to express her deepest intentions.

"So, will you marry me? Marry me, Rebecca Patricia Armstrong."

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Freen asked her the exact same thing Becky asked her a few weeks ago. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

"Mai..."

Freen heard Becky say and her mouth fell open. "You... you don't want to marry me?" she asked Becky again.

"What? Mai! I mean, cai! Cai! Of course I do. Why do you say that? I want to marry you, I want to be your wife, I want you to be my wife." Becky explained as the sign of panic appeared on her face.

Freen sighed deeply. "So, why do you say no?"

"Oh, I... uhm–" Becky played with Freen's fingers as her light brown eyes met Freen's. "I wanted to be the one to ask you. I've been planning on asking you again tonight, but you beat me to it!" Becky said as she laughed, making Freen laugh as well.

Freen wet her lips as her mouth slipped into a
small, genuine smile. "So, will you marry me?"

Becky rested her forehead against Freen's. "Ka, my angel. My Freen Sarocha Chankimha... I want to marry you." Her face took on a serious quality. "And I'm going to kiss you now."

Her lips pressed against Freen's cheek again, the heat flaring against her skin, and her shoulder curved as she savored the feeling. Finally, their mouths came together for the hundredth time of the night, but this time, it was beyond magical.

Afterwards, they decided it was time to head back to the hotel as they walked down the beach. Watching the waves creep further and further into the sand, following the curve of the beach as they talked between kisses. When they almost reached their hotel, it seemed like they couldn't stop kissing. They kissed at every chance they got like they were a couple of teenagers. Their kisses became more passionate and intense as they were in the elevator to get to the fourth floor.

But when they opened the hotel room, things started to get awkward. Becky pursed her lips as if she wasn't thinking about anything right now, as if she and Freen weren't thinking about the same thing, sex.

They both knew that it would definitely happen tonight. Becky already knew that Freen wanted to do it with her, but Freen wasn't sure if Becky was still determined to take that step, or whether or not to wait first. From the way Becky's body reacted, she knew that Becky wanted it too, but she didn't know how Becky's mind worked, so now she was just as confused as Becky was.

"Uhm... do you want to make love to me tonight?"  Becky asked, finally answering Freen's mental question.

"Ka!" Freen quickly answered without thinking. "I mean, cai ka, we could... if you want?" Her face was starting to blush a tomato color at her own frankness. She didn't want to seem so desperate, but of course she wanted to make love to Becky, she had been waiting for this moment for years, and she hoped they would have a mutual agreement at this moment.

"You know I want to... and I know I said I wanted to wait, but I think now that you've agreed to marry me, we can finally do it? I mean, this means that no matter what happens we're still going to get married, na? You promised me, ka?" Becky said as she pulled Freen to sit on her lap on the couch.

"What do you mean, whatever happens?" Freen asked and she could see the sign of concern on Becky's face. "What's on your mind, bebe? Tell me..." Freen asked again.