Not Telling Anyone

Together

It was around one o' clock and we were snuggled up on the couch. I laid in front of him and had his arms wrapped around my waist and    his chin rested in the spot between my shoulder and my neck with my big comforter blanket laid over us. 
          "How about now?" Isaac asked softly.
          "Hmm?"
          "What was your dream about?" He asked sweetly.
          I turned my head to look in his eyes. They sparkled with wonder. I smiled up at him. "Us. My dream was about us."
         He nuzzled his nose into my neck, "what about us?"
        "The future. We were married for two years with a kid on the way."
         He perked up and look into my eyes. "Sounds like heaven."
         "It does," I mumbled.
          We got lost in each other's eyes and leaned in. Our lips touched and time slowed, fireworks went off, and I believed that magic exists.
          It was slow and gentle, hardly any movement. Our lips molded together like they were made for each other. Never in a million years would I imagine that a kiss would be one of the most amazing things in the world. I knew that moment that I was in love.
          We broke apart and stared at each other in amazement.
          "I love you," Isaac blurted out, but still managed to make it sound sweet and loving.
          I smiled widely, and whispered, "I love you too."
          He kissed me again, and it was just as amazing as the first one.
         "You stole my first kiss," I mumbled when we broke apart. We were still so very close together his head was just hovering not even an inch above mine. He looked at me with a look so loving, I melted.
         "And you took mine. I have no regrets," he mumbled.
        I giggled slightly, finally noticing how hot my face felt. "Neither do I."
        "I look forward to my future with you," he said, switching our position so that he was laying on his back and I was laying on my side, our arms wrapped around each other.
         I snuggled my face into his neck. "So do I," I mumbled. I looked back up at him. "Now I have something for you."
         I sat up a little and unhooked my key necklace from my neck and held it out to him, I was now sure of myself. He looked at me wide-eyed.
         "You're giving me the key to your heart?" He asked gaping at me. "Are you sure?"
         I nodded my head. "I'm absolutely sure about this. I know it's not much compared to what you've done-"
         "Not much? It's everything. It makes what I've done microscopic. It's the key to your heart an I'll treasure it forever," he took the key and put it around his neck. "I love you."
        He kissed me again, and we laid back down.
        "Oh and I have a new flannel for you in my room," I said after a minute of silence.
         "No way!" With that he bolted up and ran to my room, with me close behind.
         I grabbed it out of my closet and handed it to him. He looks so happy. It was the traditional red and black flannel, and he's been wanting one ever since he saw me wear mine a few weeks ago.
        "This is awesome! We're both going to wear ours to the movies tonight. Deal?"
        "Deal."