After we finished our pasta,undoubtedly one of the best things i ever had—the taste of wine still lingering on our tongues,
Christopher suddenly did something unexpected.With a soft sigh,he bent one knee, lowering himself to the ground across from me,his eyes never leaving mine, looking straight into the depths.the candlelight flickered in the dim room, casting shadows that wandered between us.
i couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, "What are you doing, Christopher?" I asked, amusement can be directed in my voice, my cheeks are red
He remained silent,his gaze holding mine with an intensity—that sent a shiver through me.then,with a tenderness that made my breath catch,he said,"i just wanted to admire you."
his hands reached out, gently cradling my feet,his fingers tracing patterns across my skin, cuddling with it.sending waves of warmth through my body.
the intimacy of the moment, the sheer vulnerability in his touch,everything was so dreamy.
"So, what do you think about us?" he asked,his voice barely above a whisper also i can sense his nervousness…
it carried the weight of a thousand unspoken words.
the question sent a flutter of nerves through me.my mind raced, trying to grasp the nature of what we were,what we are??did I truly understand the depth of what lay between us??
He seemed to sense my hesitation, and he began to speak,his voice laced with a raw emotion,it made my heart ache."from the moment I saw you,I knew,"he is confessing ,his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made it hard to breathe.
"I knew you were the one…. every word you speak, every smile you share,it's like healing ointment for my heart.you soothe wounds I didn't even know I had."
His words wrapped around me like a balm,as if i was dying to hear it..soothing the doubts and fears I had harbored.
there was something so sincere, so genuine, so pure, so beautifully vulnerable in the way he spoke that it broke down every barrier I had built around myself,it broke the shackles that always held me behind..
he continued, his voice thick with an emotion you can describe as a mixture of anger,guilt,sorrow,empathy and finally love,"I hated the way Anvir treated you. Every time I saw him hurt you,I wanted to tear him apart.I couldn't stand it,knowing you were being treated like that."His eyes glistened with unshed tears,a testament to the depth of his feelings,a testament to the purity it held.
I stared at him,my heart swelling with pain and emotions could no longer deny. How could I not fall in love with him? The way he looked at me,the raw,unfiltered love shining in his eyes,the spark! was enough to make anyone melt.
In that moment,I realized just how deeply I loved Christopher—how much more he meant to me than I had ever admitted to myself.
he was that someone that i always wanted, he was someone i prayed for
Without a second thought, I blurted out, "Yes."
…
He blinked, confusion furrowing his brow. "Yes? What do you mean?"
"Yes, I want to marry you," I repeated,my voice trembling with the weight of my own realization, with the weight of emotions.
Christopher's breath hitched and for a moment,the world stood still as if the time stopped .Then, a slow smile spread across his face,it wasn't just a smile, it was a hint of how he genuinely wanted to hear these words,one so full of love and relief that it took my breath away. He pulled me closer,
his hands trembling slightly as they cupped my face."Are you sure?" he asked,his voice laced with awe and disbelief.his breath was warm, his eyes searching for answers. they are greener now
I nodded,tears welling up in my eyes."I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
He let out a shaky laugh, a laugh with so many unspoken yet understandable words,——"You have no idea how long I've waited to hear those words."
He looked like a baby at that moment, vulnerable and in need of care. I couldn't resist; I hugged him tightly, pouring all my emotions,i love him, i love him so much more than i realise.He held me just as firmly and then our lips met in a kiss that was warm and gentle, yet it was so deep and passionate. i can feel his temperature raising and so as mine.His kiss had a way of making me feel completely under his spell, as if I could surrender everything to him in that moment, how can this man be so addictive??he's so much more than just what you assume him to be.
As his hands moved down my back, I felt a rush of expectancy, Without warning, he lifted me effortlessly-just like always, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, my hands clinging to his shoulders. His grip was strong and steady, yet it was gentle. one hand supporting my legs while the other rested on my waist, guiding me toward his bedroom.
The situation was charged with an electric intensity, Every step he took seemed to amplify the desire coursing between us, i want him, totally, into me.the soft light from the hallway cast shadows on his face, highlighting the determination and passion in his eyes. I could feel his heartbeat through our close contact, fast and insistent, mirroring my own racing pulse.
When we reached the bedroom, he laid me down gently on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from a small lamp on the bedside table, casting a warm, inviting glow. His gaze was intense, filled with a mixture of longing and tenderness. He leaned down, his lips finding mine again, and the kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more passionate.
My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as his hands roamed over my body, i wanted him to be the closest thing to me..exploring every curve and contour. The sensation was submerged, every touch igniting a fire within me, with every touch i wanted him more than i did before. His lips left mine, trailing kisses down my neck, making me gasp with pleasure. I arched into him, craving more, feeling his breath hot against my skin. "ohhh Chris!," I whispered, my voice trembling with need. He paused, looking up at me with a smirk that sent a jolt of excitement through me. i moaned so much, without even realising it.