Moonlight Sun 2

Yours

I felt his eyes on me the entire time I ate. I was trying to hide the fact that I was flustered. I tried not to look at him at all to keep from blushing. I really wasn't ready to stop being mad.

"Do you have to stare at me while I eat?" I asked.

"You don't like when I watch you eat."

"Why would I like for you to watch me stuff my face?"

He laughed. "Sorry, you just look cute when you eat."

When I felt the warmth of my cheeks I just knew they were bright red. I glanced into his gorgeous eyes, and then back down at my at my plate.

"You're so beautiful!"

I bit my lip and then looked up at him. "You better eat before your food gets cold."

His eyes stared intensely into mine and I couldn't help but smile and look away. He reached over and guided my chin back to his gorgeous face.

"I don't know what your are sweating me for, looking like Leon and Morris Chestnut wrapped into one."

He grinned harder and looked down at his hands. "You really think that?"

"Please Ken, you're gorgeous!" I ran my fingers through his long wavy ponytail.

He smiled again. "Not nearly as gorgeous as you."

"Somehow, I doubt that." I admitted.

"Sorrell, there is no way you actually believe that I am even half as gorgeous as you. I can't even see this as being a valid argument. "

I giggled. "Whatever, Ken!"

"I think we should ask any guy here." He started to get up but I pulled him down.

"Kenyon, will you stop?" I blushed. "I believe you!"

He took my hands in his. "You are so beautiful Sorrell and I love you so much!"

"I love you too Kenyon!" I beamed.

"Marry me!"

I sighed. It was starting again. "Ken, neither of is is ready to get married."

"I'm ready!"

"We're only sixteen, Ken!"

"I'll be seventeen tomorrow." He pulled my hands to his chest. "So how about it?" He stood up and walk toward me, and started to kneel, but I stopped him and looked around at the curious patrons in the diner.

"Ken, don't." I covered my face. "Please don't!"

He sat back down and took my hands again. "What's wrong?"

"Ken, you have to stop!" I demanded. "We're not ready to get married!"

"Who says we can't get engaged?" he said. "Should I get you a ring?"

"No, Ken!" I said. "I don't want to get engaged in high school."

"Why not, we don't have to get married until after we turn eighteen, or whenever you're ready."

I searched his eyes. "Why are we rushing?"

"There's no rush, sweetheart. I am just trying to be romantic." He said. "You know spontaneous!"

"It's not romantic Ken." I said. "And spontaneous doesn't mean you are so quick to plan the future for someone, it means you take things moment by moment. Let's just live in the moment, Kenyon!"

He sighed. "Okay, fair enough!"

"Okay, good!"

He cupped my face in his hands. "I don't mean to upset you, I just want to show you how much I love you!"

"I know how much you love me Ken. We don't have to rush!"

He nodded. "I'm sorry!"

"You have to be the only guy I know that would want to rush into an institution like marriage. I have never seen that before in my life."

"I just don't see it that way. All I see is being able to wake up and you being the first person I see and being the last person I see before I go to bed."

"I think you will get annoyed by that after while."

He smiled. "I don't see that happening."

"My dad used to say that marriage only magnifies the small problems and makes them into bigger problems." I said. "We argue now!"

He shook his head. "I wouldn't call it arguing. We have disagreements, we don't argue. You a head-strong woman, and that's what I love about you."

"Yeah, it's cute now." I warned. "But five years from now-."

"I'll still be in love with you!" He assured. "as much, if not more."

I sunk in my seat.

"I'll live in the moment." He surrendered. "Every moment with you, is too precious to waste."

"There has to be something you don't like about me." I said.

He bit his bottom lip as he thought. Then, he shook his head. "I can't think of anything."

I crossed my arms. I didn't believe him. "I've been yelling and fussing at you all day Kenyon Phallan, and you are telling me there is nothing about you you don't like? "

I could tell by the huge grin over his face that it had not phased him. He shook his head. "I think you are so adorable when you're mad." he smiled.

"You're kidding right?"

He shook his head again still with a huge smile on his face.

I had to blush. "I don't believe you!"

"What?" he said. "It's not my fault you have a sexy angry face." He laughed.

I shook my head at him. "I think you have problems!"

"What can I say, I'm in love." he said.

I was speechless.

When it all came down to it, aside from everything, Kenyon made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world, he was my Prince Charming, and even I had to admit, one day I saw myself spending the rest of my life with him, and having children together. That day would come later on, down the line but I one day I wanted to be Mrs. Kenyon Andrew Phallan. I was in love with him in everyway. I was undoubtedly his, he had touch my heart in a way that no man ever had, and I doubted anyone would again.