When the gypsy met the gorga

Chapter 15: Millie

I went back upstairs all happy and bouncey. Gran and Grandpa called me back in to their apartment.

"Thank you for being nice to him",I said.

"He's a very sweet lad",said Gran.

"I'll admit he's good and responsible",said Grandpa. "I can see you both care about one another a lot. But are you sure about this?"

"I am and Grandpa I did think ..a lot.."

"What if it comes to... living in a caravan?"

"I'll have to..adjust. I might face a bit. For one thing his people wouldn't be too keen on an out sider but I really love him." I saw them droop. "I thought about leaving and that will be the only thing I don't know how to face. I'll miss you a lot but I'll come and visit." We had a group hug.

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I went to the camp after a bit and got into his caravan making sure no one saw. It seemed that no one ever slept because there were noises of cheers and gossip some where close by. His door was open so I got in and locked it when I heard the shower running from the little cubicle. There was a note book on the counter. I picked it up and read. This was the famous book of free verse poems that I had never seen because Stefan always forgot to bring it even though I constantly reminded him.

"What are you doing here?" Finally! He had got out of the bathroom. He was in just a pair of boxers and a towel around his shoulders. I put the book down, went upto him and flung my arms around his shoulders as he got a hold of my waist steadying me.

"They like you and they're okay with this". I planted a wet kiss on his forehead tip toeing. His height made him hot but it was a disadvantage too. He smiled. I felt weak in my knees. It was then i noticed he was shirtless and I was in his arms! I looked down and then back up at his lips thinking this was the moment. He gently prised my arms off but  held on to my hands instead.

"No..Millie. Your grandparents trust us..and believe me I do want this but.." I angrilly let go.

"Then there's no point in me being here."

"Now Millie", he said sternly.

"Now what? You're right and you always are because you're the mature careful boyfriend but .."

"Millie.."

"you'll wink at random girls..."

"Oye!.that was.." I didn't wait for him to finish.

"On the street and feel up ex girlfriends.."

"Listen.."

"In bikinis and skirts that qualify for kni.." He kissed me so hard. I groaned. He picked me up and plonked me on his bed. It wasn't what I hoped for because we had our clothes on. Well he had his boxers on and my dress just crumpled. I woke up on one side of his bed at 7. It was still dark except a few rays streaking through the gaps in the blinds. I sat up on the bed and looked down at him. He looked so calm and peaceful in his sleep. I crawled next to him, bent over and stroked his face. He stirred and his eyes shot open. He smiled at me.

"Hey", he whispered.

"Hey", I whispered back. He tugged at my hand pulling me on top of him.

"You are pure evil",he said. "Happy?"

I nodded. He shook his head.

"But this is the last time we do this until..later." I frowned. He moved a lock of hair behind my ear and kissed me then his head fell back on his pillow as he sighed with his eyes closed. I looked down at the tattoo. My hands wrapped his back and I buried my face in the tattoo kissing the circle that was the earth on the dragon's belly. One of his hands combed through my already dishevelled hair. "Millie what if I die today?" I looked up. What was he on about? His eyes opened. "I love you and I want you here every day. I hate holding back everything. Will you marry me?"

I looked up. He did not. OH MY GOD, HE DID!!!!!!

"Isn't this too soon?"

"For a gorga maybe..but my tarot cards said I should have married when I was 18. I'm 21 now and I'm telling you I've never felt so sure about anything." His hand cupped my face and his eyes pleaded. I looked down not being able to bare that stare. He smoothed my cheek with his thumb to make me look up.

What was there to think so much about? I loved him. He loved me and  was way more than I hoped for. But, early marriage was not on the agenda but nothing had been so far. I had planned on meeting some guy in university or at a place of work. He didn't need to be rich or anything. I didn't care if he looked good because I wasn't exactly Miss Universe or anything. I just wanted a nice guy who understood me and I would understand him too  and here I got more ; good looking, kind and supported me so much. But everything was too fast . Something needed to go slow. "I'll marry you some day Stefan..but this is too early." He closed his eyes and flopped on the pillow. I hugged him. He held me back.

"Yeah I get it but think through this, alright?" I nodded. I got up, straightened my hair and tried patting my dress in place. He watched. It felt wierd with him looking like that. I was about to turn and go but he stood up, pulled the zip closed on the back of my dress and tied my sash for me. He pulled me in for a second cuddle lifting me up. I kissed his neck. He pulled on a shirt and walked me through the woods.