"HE WAS MINE…."

"I love you more than you can imagine, Bell, and I don't know how else I can express this feeling I have for you, but I promise...! It's just a matter of time; I'll give you all you deserve as the queen you are to me." Ryan said, his eyes piercing through the strands of his unruly hair, deep into mine, with his hands softly pressing my cheeks as we sat together on our favorite rock in the moonlit fields of my parents' cotton farm.

The soft rustle of leaves and chirping crickets filled the night air, creating a magical atmosphere, as our eyes did more of the talking. I felt like Cinderella at the moment ; he really knew how to make me feel special.

The next thing you know, we are slowly falling into a really deep kiss and softly caressing each other's hair and face - sensational things that never got old, no matter how many times we did it.

His touches always got me wanting to enter his soul to merge with him… and those pink soft lips just made me want to kiss him all day. And the way he made love to me… felt like he couldn't get enough of me and….. and I liked it; he always knew how to make me feel intense with those kinds of emotions; he was everything I didn't know I wanted so badly....

He was mine.