Good Boys

32. Good Boys

In record time, River was growing to love your touch. You and him have been dating for nearly 4 years. Lucky for him, the university you attended was the one River got accepted into.

River took you to a very nice restaurant. He planned something special for you, and he hoped you would love it.

So when everything was perfect, and the timing was perfect, he kneeled on one knee, pulling out a tiny box out of his pocket. You gasped, tears running down your face. University was almost over, and you couldn't wait to finish it off with a ring on your finger.

"I know it's only been four years, but I just can't stop falling in love with you every single day. That day you won the case for me was the day you saved me. I thought I would have to endure the tortures Ms. King would give me everyday, but you ended that. And every thought I had was, Will I ever love again? Would I be able to be touched without remembering Ms. King's fingers on my skin?

"And you answered my question. With every touch came a feeling of longing. I dream of your fingers on me; I dream of loving you till the day I die. Love, you're the only one for me because I know that you'll always be able to save me."

You kissed him with all you had and pulled away, your forehead on his. "I told you I'd help clean you up."

the end

Ah, another successfully finished story. I think there's only one more short story left for this series. I love writing these with a burning passion.