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I woke up to find..

   A brownish green jeep in my driveway. I at first thought it was one of my friends or families car so I didnt think anything at first, but my curiosity got the best of me. I switched on the porch light and put my pink muck boots on before exiting my house.

   There was a familiar smell in the air. And through the heavy rain I could only see a silhouette of a man, but my eye soon caught on one thing. He was wearing a diamond earing. "Sawyer!" I scream as I run out into the heavy mud. He turns and drops his bag which slashed us with mud. As I ran and jumped on him but he slipped and we fell, and he kissed me. For a second that moment in the rain went on forever. And I didnt care.

     We soon left the mud and went inside but as soon as we hit the tile inside we both changed. When I came back from changing Sawyer had made a fire and was sitting in his sweats by the fireplace. I made coffee and brought it over for us to sip by the fire.

     We sat on our brand new couches under a quilt, and snuggled. I was sitting atop his lap and he had his arms around me. He was playing with my hair and singing me songs.  I fell asleep in the moment that seemed to   go on for days. It was a glorious night. I woke up the next morning to an amazing smell.

      When my eyes finally opened Sawyer was gone. But, I soon found him freshly showere and making breakfast. It smelled so good.

" whatcha making babe?" I say from across the room. He doesnt answer but motions that his lips are sealed so I went over and hugged him from behind.  I rested my head on his back right below his angle wing tatoos. And as I lifted my head I noticed that he made pancakes,  eggs, and freshly squeezed orange juice.

        I went and sat on my deck and waited for my breakfast. Within a minute I had a loaded plate in front of me and a soon-to-be-hubby next to me that brought a side of kisses with breakfast. We sat at the table on the porch and ate breakfast while looking at the beach and talking about his time in Afghanistan. I hope he never goes back....

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