The Sweet Encounter (Completed)

Chapter Twenty-One: Love Her

"Brie, have you thought any more about the date for our wedding?"

She stepped out of the bathroom and walked over to the bed. She lifted the bed cover and placed her head on his bare chest. A little sigh of relief escaped from an exhausted day at work. Her eyes closed and she didn't have the strength to converse with him.

"It's been a long day. Can we please discuss this another time?"

Trey was perplexed at her answer. Was she really tired or ignoring his question?

"Actually, I'd like to discuss this now."

She lifted her head up and stared at him. "Really? Right now? I have to get up in less than six hours. Don't you remember it took us so long last time to set a date, and we still didn't agree on a date. Plus, I'm worn-out."

He pulled the bangs across her forehead behind her ears and felt guilty for making her do this.

"We'll make this quick."

She propped her head down and let out a yelp of sorrow. "If it means that much to you, then pick a date. Just tell me when and I'll be sure to show up."

He grinned at her, "You're serious?"

"Yes, for a tradeoff for sleep."

She laid her head back onto his chest and inhaled his masculine scent. Her fingers traced his abdominal muscles and admired his intricate body.

"It doesn't feel like you want sleep, Brie."

"Oh but I do; however, I could use something else to really knock me out."

He grabbed her hand and held it close to his lips, "Are you trying to manipulate me so I'll forget about settling for a date?" His lips kissed every one of her fingertips.

"Why the sudden need to decide now?" She traced his lips with her fingertips then moved along his jawline and up to his ear. She wrapped his curly hair around her finger and pushed it behind his ear.

"I don't know about you, but I'm ready to introduce you as my wife." He was blatantly honest with her. He'd never felt more sure about anything. Why was it so hard for her to accept it? "But are you ready, Miss Staples?"

"Alright, I promise if you pick the date then I will certainly be there."

He rolled her onto her back. "No questions asked?"

She shook her head. What was she getting herself into? It didn't matter at this point because she was ready but also timid at the idea of a wedding to Trey.

"It's all yours, Trey."

He pinned her down and held her down with is weight. "And you're all mine, Brie."

His hands began to caress her, and she raised her body wherever his hands met. He placed his lips by her ear, and tantalized her with subtle kisses and tasting her with his tongue. "In two weeks then, I'll be able to call you Mrs. Brie Bryson."

The motionless body was the initial reaction that he had expected from her. Her piercing eyes locked with his. "TWO weeks! You're impossible, Trey!" She tried to move but he had locked her down already.

"You said no questions asked." He released his laughter but she wasn't having any of it.

"I'm not asking, I'm yelling! That is not enough time to pull off a wedding especially if you want the entire universe in attendance."

"The only person that matters is you and me. I could care less of anyone else except your brother, my mother and Rebecca, maybe Lacy?"

She finally stopped wiggling and placed her hands on his face. She was calmer now. "Are you serious?"