Yours Truly || Sequel to Let Me Know

Chapter Twenty: Just The Way She Is

Lin:

Julia and I believed that we could not be more in love than we ever were as of now, but we were wrong. Right now, right here, in this precise moment, we were falling in love with each other a hundred times more than we've ever been.

Just by looking at her face being reflected by the Paris night sky made me comprehend how fortunate I was to have her in my life.

After heading back to the cruise that night, we both realized it was time, and that we were ready. I shut the bedroom door close behind Julia and our eyes latched in an intense gaze.

I leaned in, and our lips were susceptible to slow and paused kisses. My fingers ran through her hair as her arms were snaked around my neck. We pulled and grabbed each other closer than ever, if that were even possible to begin with. I gradually trailed down to her neck, leaving a path of kisses that directed back up to her mouth. She tugged on my hair, and I now realized how heavy our breathing was. And before we knew it, our mouths were battling for authority, as I shoved her against the wall.

I pulled back and searched for her eyes. Taking a pause to regain our breaths, I unhurriedly spoke up. "Are you sure?" I questioned one more time. A yes escaped her lips with confidence.

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(A/N: I'm sorry I'm not the biggest smut scene writer, I really tried! P.S.: To answer some of you guys' questions, they were both waiting until their marriage;) )

The next morning, I woke up with Julia next to me, and we were both barely covered in the white sheets. She was laying on my chest as I softly massaged her gorgeous brown hair. Last night was...perfect. It was everything that could have been and more. Not only did we connect on the physical level, but emotionally as well. And she was stunning, as always. Christ, I'm lucky.

It was now like we were two souls trapped in one body. Gosh, getting the courage to ask this girl out on our first date two years ago really was worth it.

She stirred around as she woke up, and her eyes met mine. "Good morning," She beamed.

"Someone's happy!" I said, while still stroking her hair. "Well, that's a lie, cause I'm really happy as well." I snickered.

"Oh, really? Care to elaborate?" She smirked.

"Last night was..."

"Magical." She finished my exact thought.

"It's crazy how you finish all my sentences. It's like you're inside this pretty little head of mine." I tapped my temple and she shook her head, giggling. She looked so cute.

"Who ever said your head was pretty?"

"Me. Just did." I rolled my eyes in a jokingly conceded manner and she chuckled. "Touché once again, Mr. Miranda." She nuzzled her head back into my chest, where I loved it. "You're my new pillow, by the way."

"I second that. And hey! I'm not that old."

"You're right. You're literally like five!" She snatched the pillow and softly slammed my head against it. I hurled my head back in laughter as I cupped her cheeks with my cold hands, "You're lucky I love you!"

"Truly a horrible decision, really!" She joked and we emitted in chuckles.

•

We hopped off the ship and made our way around Rome, Italy. Once again, the view didn't discontinue to astonish us. Everything was delightful.

Our first stop was at the Colosseum, and we decided to take goofy precious pictures. I had accidentally taken a candid of Julia laughing and I grinned from ear to ear, "That's my wife! That's my wife!" I repeated, causing her to get shy.

"Look!" I showed Julia my phone, I had turned the candid I just took of her into my wallpaper. She pulled out her phone too, and it turns out she had a picture of me laughing as her wallpaper as well. "Look at us being corny and shit." She pulled herself closer to me as I threw my arm around her shoulder.

"Dontcha love it!" I shouted like a madman, a bit too loud, in a horrible British accent. Causing us to get glares from other tourists as well. Julia burst into laughter as she saw everyone look at me in disgust after failing to do an accent.

"Even strangers suggest you start taking British accent classes."

•

Later that night, we ended up dining in front of the lovely ocean. Lia and I both got some classic spaghetti to share. "Baby," I laughed before I even said what I was going to say.

"What?" She chuckled.

"Let's recreate the scene from Lady and The Tramp."

"Oh, I knew you were gonna say that!" She began cackling. "You've always wanted to do this."

She remembered.

"And I always wanted to wait until our honeymoon so we could do it in the spirit of Italy!"

"Smart man, did you always know we were gonna get married?"

"Yep!" I popped the p. "I was gonna marry you whether you accepted the proposal or not. I just wanted to be friendly and ask first." I winked at her, making her laugh.

"Well, if it makes you feel better, I would have always said yes."

That's my wife, ladies and gentlemen.

"How about a kiss?" I puckered my lips out in an exaggerated manner while closing my eyes and she giggled, "You forgot the spaghetti." She wiggled her eyebrows up and down and took a piece of spaghetti from her fork, holding it up.

We ended up almost chocking trying to recreate the charming Lady and The Tramp scene, but at least I was having the time of my life with the love of my life.