"Oh! That's right." He suddenly stops kissing me and he is smiling instead. "I almost forgot I promised not to touch you for the next one month unless you give me a reply." He says and before my eyes can fully open, he's moved away from my body and as quickly as he had loosened my robe, he has tied it back twice as fast. I don't even know when he did it. All I know is right now, I'm standing, staring at him blankly because I'm short of words and my robe is back to a decent state.
"So, do you have a reply for me this morning?" He asks. Wait, is he probably talking about—
"Kiva, my marriage proposal. Have you thought about it?" He asks as he curiously sips from my newly acquired water bottle.
Unbelievable. He was serious last night? "Wait, w_were you being serious when you said that last night? That you want me to marry you and be your wife?"
