The night we met

Chapter 41

What does a ring represent?

Compromise?

Loyalty towards a person?

The ring is a sign of a commitment for one another and represents the love, honour and faithfulness that you have for your spouse. It is a sign of love and fidelity of your partner to you.

I'm watching the ring on my right hand which truly shined, it fitted perfectly on my finger. Who would have that I could accept a marriage proposal at eighteen? Am I crazy?

I think that we are all crazy in some way, that's why we all have friends and a partner for life that has our same level of craziness. Don't we?

"Are you regretting it?."

I smiled as I heard his voice behind me. It has been a week since Matteo proposed to me, but one thing I know is that I haven't never been so sure of this.

I lifted my head as I sat on the bench of the piano. Matteo scratched his head with one hand and he was wearing his sweatpants with a white t-shirt. Oh yeah, it was round eleven pm. I didn't want to sleep yet.

I was trying to play "The Night We Met" in the piano, but it was so hard. I didn't know how to play piano actually, I mean my father only taught me how to play it but like four times.

"Never," I said smiling.

"I know you well Ava. You want this wedding but not right now."

I didn't say anything because it was true. I just don't feel prepare yet I want it so much. I could he read me so well, I was an open book to him where he flipped the pages and read them carefully.

"I want to. I truly want to marry you, its just that I don't feel kind of prepared."

He came towards me and sat down beside me. He looked at me thoughtful as I licked my lips quickly nervous of his reaction.

"When will you think you'll be prepared?," he deeply said.

"I don't know. But I'll keep it as a promise that we eventually will."

He suddenly gave me kiss on the forehead and I closed my eyes at his affection. I felt relief as I said my confession to him, he needed to know.

He suddenly looked at the piano tiles and he began playing the high notes of "The Night We Met". He smiled at me and I began playing the low notes. We play every note correctly and it sounded beautiful.

He finally played the last note as I contemplated him with a smile.

"I love you Ava and this marriage, decision, choice whatever you call it, needs to be mutual. If you're not ready then I don't have a problem, I'll wait even if it takes days, months or years."

I felt unshed tears and I climbed in his lap.

"What are you doing?," he asked as I put my hand below his boxers. I began stroking him and he groaned.

"Thank you for understanding."

"You could have only had said thank you."

I began stroking him faster and his head went backwards as he closed his eyes.

"I want this because its when we both feel more connected. I want you to feel happy as I do when I'm with you. A thank you is not enough for everything you had done for me," I said.

He lifted his head and he began rubbing my clit and I moaned.

"You have done many things for me too and many. I don't think you realize it but I do, every.......fuck,"