"Have you had any rest recently, darling?" his tender voice came as his deft fingers combed through my hair in his lap.
Almost purring in delight (just as Goliath would often do when he scratched behind his tiny ears) with my eyes shut, I shook my head no.
"Not in a month, at the very least," I chuckled dryly, "Come to think of it, this is the most relaxed I've been since February."
He tsked briskly, "You know that's not good for your health. You've already got joint issues and you're younger than me," he teased.
One eye flew open just to glare at him, to which he smirked and simply grabbed my wrist to leave a soft kiss against my hand.
"Flirt," I shook my head, a blush unwillingly making its way to my cheeks.
"Only for you my dear," he sweetly replied, before resuming his ministrations, and those fingers that did their magic on stage continued making a mess out of my hair and massaging my pounding scalp.
I turned around a little, readjusting myself so I was lying on my side, resting my free hand on the front of his delicate silk shirt. Peering up to gaze at those astonishingly captivating mahogany eyes I so loved, it seemed so much easier to tell him what I had to say.
Because that was the countenance of the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. That was the perfectly structured face of the man I wished to stare at limitlessly, reveling in the beauty he possessed in his heart that seemed to mirror his fascinating outer beauty.
"Freddie?" I half-whispered, my heart almost melting at the sight of him directly in front of me.
"Hm...yes darling?" his endearing smile glimmered as his palm finally came to a rest on my cheek.
"Marry me."
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