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“I…” I look at him confused, not knowing what to say. Just yesterday we talked about taking things slowly and now he’s asking me to marry him. I am in love with him, I have no doubt, but am I ready to be his wife? Am I ready for family? No. But it doesn’t mean that we have to get married tomorrow, right? We can be engaged for years, yes? “Yes” I say, feeling the tears in my eyes. It is the moment, of which I dreamt the whole my life. He asked me to be his forever.
Wilmer puts the ring on my finger and kisses my hand, while I cry. It feels so good. Everything what we went through was worth it because right now I can’t be more happy. He stands up and gives a little peck to my lips. Then he pulls away and starts deep into my eyes. I blush lightly, and Wilmer’s laughs at me.
“You can be so cute sometimes” He says, making me pout.
“Just sometimes?” I joke, still pouting. Wilmer laughs at me again. He leans over and kisses me again, making my pout disappear.
“You’re cute all the time, but now you’re super cute.” He says, pushing me on the bed. “Where have we stopped?”
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I open my eyes and close them again because of the sun shining through the window. I groan and hide my face in the pillow. I hear how Wilmer snores, and I can’t help but giggle. I feel so happy. I am engaged, young, sober, happy and on top of the world. A few years ago, I wouldn’t believe if someone would say that I will be this happy.
Wilmer wraps his hand around my waist and continues his little cute snores. I can’t help but giggle again because it is really cute. I lift my head from the pillow and look up at Wilmer’s handsome face. I smile to myself and peck his nose. He frowns for a moment but soon he is sleeping peacefully again. I giggle again and peck his nose one more time and he finally opens his eyes.
“Good morning” I whisper, kissing his lips for the first time this morning. He almost immediately kisses me back. I smile into the kiss because I forgot how good it feels to wake up with him by my side and kiss his lips saying ‘good morning’. Everything seems too good to be true, but I am not ready to think about things right now. I want to enjoy these little moments.
“Morning, nena” He whispers as we pull away, smiling to each other. I peck his lips one more time and wrap a blanket around my naked body. I feel Wilmer watching me as I stand up and start picking up our clothes from the ground. I throw his clothes on the bed but Wilmer doesn’t move: he isn’t going to dress up.
I sit on the edge of the bed, still with blanket wrapped around my body and look at Wilmer, who smirks at me.
“Let’s spend the whole day in bed. What do you think?” He suggests and grabs blanket from me. I giggle, as I lay on bed again, moving my body closed to his and he covers our bodies with blanket.
“Don’t you think we spend too much time in bed going these things?” I ask and peck his lips. He shakes his head and wraps his hands around me tightly, in a protective way.
