Chapter 11

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Ryan (at the top)

I woke up the next morning and remembered everything that happened last night.

From his proposal to me giving him "the test", and the words he said after.

I blush and look at the beautiful ring on my marital finger.

I look over at a sleeping Daniel and smile.

I love him so much.

I continue to lay in bed with Daniel.

Then I remember what happened at the mall.

Why is he back? Will he come after me?

I gently move Daniel's arm so I wouldn't wake him up.

I go to the bathroom to do my morning duties.

Then I go downstairs to start breakfast to get my mind off of Ryan.

I'm almost done cooking when I feel arms wrap around my waist and smell his Axe body wash.

Mmm.

"Good morning my beautiful tempting fiancé."

Fiancé.

I love the sound of that.

"Good morning my handsome alluring fiancé."

I say as we sway back and forth.

I turn my head and give him a kiss.

"Have I ever told you just how beautiful you are?"

He then kisses my shoulder.

"Mhm yes, everyday. Have I ever told you just how much I love you?"

I say trying to get the attention off of me.

"Yes, everyday. But today I want to show you why you are beautiful."

"Daniel, please not today."

I look at him with pleading eyes.

"After we eat."

"But~."

"No buts about it Angelface, we're doing this whether you like it or not."

I knew I lost this argument.

I huff.

"Alright."

After I made our plates, we sat down, ate, and talked about wedding preparations.

After we were done eating, Daniel washed the dishes, and I went up stairs to lay down for a while.

I'm really trying to fine a way to get out of Daniel's "therapy session".

But, I can't think of any excuses.

Now I really can't get out of this.

I hear the bedroom door open.

Oh God.

"Come on cupcake, get up."

I groan and stuff my face in the pillow.

Then he slaps the back of my thighs.

"Ow! That hurt."

"You have to get up. I know you don't want to, but you have to."

"Danny."

I whine.

"Nope, get up. Come on Bella." (Beautiful)

I love it when he speaks his native language.

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