Chapter 36

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"Will ye marry me, Brielle?" George asked again as he held the ring's box open in his hand. I didn't know what happened, but all I know is that I froze. I didn't know what to say. Proposing now wasn't going to make me forget about what just happened between him and Pattie, and I didn't think he knew that.

"Um... you do know that proposing to me isn't going to make me forget about what happened earlier." I crossed my arms, and he closed the ring box. "I know that. I'm proposing to ye because I love ye and I would hate it if I didn't marry ye but in the future, someone else did."

The second thoughts in my head faded and I blushed when he said that.

"Do you really mean that?"
"Of course I do!"

I thought about it for a second before deciding. "We should finish talking about earlier, then we can talk about the proposal." He nodded in agreement and we began to talk about Pattie. "Look. I'll make sure she stays far away as possible. I'll talk to Eric about it, and I'll do whatever I can. I don't want to lose ye again."

I hugged him and smiled as I thought about my answer to the proposal. "So what do Ye say? Be me wife?" He said again, before pulling away from the hug and opening the ring box again. I bit my lip as adrenaline and excitement ran through my body. I was really going to marry him. I nodded and smiled. "I-I'll marry you, George!" I said and he smiled as we hugged again. He pulled away from the hug and placed the engagement ring on my left ring finger. It was official! I was the soon-to-be Brielle Harrison. Gosh, that felt good to say. It kind of rolls off the tongue.

George leaned in and kissed me softly, which I returned the kiss. His hands traveled to my waist and we laid back onto the bed. As we were kissing, I raised my hand and looked at the ring. It was gorgeous.

I pushed George off and looked at him

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I pushed George off and looked at him. "What's wrong?" He asked me, and I pulled myself up to sit. "Well, Cleo is watching us and I just thought this would be better in our room instead of the guest room." He looked over at Cleo, who was sitting there, watching. "Come on, Cleo. Mommy and Daddy need some private time." He said, taking her to her bed as I turned off the light in the room and headed to our bedroom.

As he stayed with Cleo, I got an idea. What if I spiced things up a bit? I dimmed the lights and headed into my closet and smirked. "Brielle?" George said as he closed the door to our room and sat on the bed. "Coming!" I said from the closet as I changed. I wanted to wear this before I got too big for it. When I finished putting it on, I walked over to George. "Ta Da!" I said, twirling a bit for him. "What do you think?"

George's eyes widened as he slowly got up

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George's eyes widened as he slowly got up. He quickly, but carefully, laid me down on the bed and smiled. "I feel like a kid in a candy store." He kissed and sucked every sensitive spot that he knew I had, which made me moan softly. "Yer all mine. And mine only." He said before slowly undoing the lingerie.

I reach for his chin and I make him look up at me. "And you're mine. Only mine." I emphasized and he smiled. The last piece of the lingerie came off of my body. He kisses trailed down my body and his tongue made its way inside of me. I arched my back in pleasure as his tongue thrusted inside of me. He paused for a little bit and rubbed my belly. "Ye might want to close yer ears." He whispered to my stomach, which made me laugh softly.

His tongue continued to pleasure me until he came back up and kissed me, and I could taste my juices on his tongue. He then began to nibble on my neck, and without warning, he thrusted into me, which made me gasp. I'm going to be completely honest. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but after a while, it felt amazing.

My eyes wanted to close, but I wanted to see George's face filled with pleasure as his eyes rolled back and he let out some moans. I moved his hair to one side and pulled his face down to mine and kissed him. "Oh gosh... I love ye so much, Brielle." His pace sped up and I felt his breath on my neck, which made my hands wrapped around him and pull him closer to my body. "I love you too, George. So much." I managed to say in between his thrusts and my moans. Our bodies continued to be together the whole time as we both rode out our highs as we released at the same time.

His body collapsed next to me and he quickly cuddled with me. He placed light kisses on my neck and shoulder and released a happy sigh. "I was thinking that I'd take ye home. And meet me parents and me family." My eyes widened slightly and I turned to face him. "Are you sure? They wouldn't mind that I'm..." "That yer pregnant? No. I don't think so." I laughed softly and shook my head. "I mean that I'm black." He laughed. "No! They wouldn't mind at all." I rested my head on his chest as he stroked my arm lightly. "Then alright. Then I can take you to meet my family soon." He agreed to it and we soon fell asleep.

Around 3 am, the phone rang, which woke both of us up. "I'll get it." He stumbles out of the bed in just his underwear, which made me smile and admire his body as he answered the phone. "Hello?" His groggy, yet sexy voice, spoke through the phone. "Oh hey, Louise. What's up?" Louise? I believe that's his sister. But what did she want at this time of night? George's face changed. His face looked as if all the blood in it had been drained or he was scared as if he saw a ghost. "Geo, what's wrong?" I asked softly and sat up from the bed.

"Alright, I'll see ye later. Goodnight." He hung up the phone and immediately headed towards his closet and began to pack his things. I began to panic, thinking he was leaving me, so threw on my robe over my naked body and  I ran up to him. "George! What- Where are you going? Did I do something? Don't leave me!" I said, kneeling next to him. He looked at me and kissed me lightly, and I tasted his tears from his lips. "What's wrong, baby?" I said softly and held him in my arms as he began to sob. I was a bit scared, since I've never seen him cry like that.

"My mother... she's gone."

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