Until Forever - You're Mine

She straightened, not realizing I was just a few feet from her. She started humming, and I moved closer to her, so close I could reach out and touch her.

And I did just that.

I wrapped my hand around her waist, spun her around, and pulled her close so we were chest-to-chest. She gasped and had her hands on my chest, her smile forming as soon as she looked into my face.

I let out a pleasured grunt at the sweet cotton candy scent that came from her. I walked us backward a few steps and sat down on the couch, Abigail right on top of me. She straddled my hips, and if my cock hadn’t already been hard, it would have gone rock-solid in that moment. I lowered my face to her neck and inhaled deeply, closing my eyes and getting lost in her scent.

“God, I missed you.” I growled when she squirmed in my lap. “Damn. You smell fucking good, Abigail baby.” I ran the tip of my nose up the side of her throat.

She made this sweet little moan for me and pressed down harder on my cock, causing my jaw to clench. I could have gotten off feeling that.

“Even though you’ve been working all day, covered in grease, you smell all manly.”

I’d been working at my uncle’s garage for years now but was saving up, building relationship with clients so that one day when I did have enough to start my own body shop, I’d have a solid reputation to back me up.

And I wanted to do all of this for us, for Abigail and me and our future.

“How about you rise up and give me a kiss then, let me know how much you like it?” I growled out those words, desire licking at me. She braced her hands more firmly on my chest and did just that, kissing me just as hard as I would have kissed her.

And when she ran her tongue over my bottom lip, I nearly came right then and there.

But as much as I wanted to slide in deep, fuck her right here on the couch, there was something more important that weighed on me.

I pulled back and reached into my front pocket, seeing her brows knit, as she was no doubt confused why I was stopping this. And when I held up the ring box, her confused expression morphed to shock. She climbed off me, and I swallowed roughly. Was I rushing things? Were things moving too fast for her?

I dropped to one knee in front of her, held out the box, and popped the lid. I was going to do this right, even if it wasn’t the most romantic proposal with roses scattered everywhere, candles lit, or chocolate covering her lush, naked body.

I saw her eyes widen as she stared at the ring. It wasn’t the biggest one, wasn’t the most expensive one, but it was a ring I’d envisioned in my mind over the years, the one I had custom made just for her. It was unique, just like my Abigail.

I took one of her hands in mine, my fingers shaking. I’d never been a guy who got nervous, but about to propose to the only girl I’d ever loved… had me so fucking scared.

“I love you, Abigail. I love you so much it hurts sometimes.” I swallowed again. “All I’ve ever wanted since the moment I saw you was for you to be mine.” I pulled the ring out of the box. “I love everything about you, and I love that you make me a better man by just being in my life.”

The way she smiled made me feel like I was on top of the fucking world.

I rose up and kissed her, unable to help myself. I just had to be close to her. “You’re the only woman I want to spend my life with, to carry my babies, and the only person who I can fully be myself around.” I looked into her eyes. “We were made for each other. Until forever, Abigail.”

I pulled the ring out and slipped the diamond on her finger, refusing to let my nerves control me. “Marry me. You already make me the happiest man on the planet, but having you as my wife will just make everything come full circle.” I looked at her face again.

Abigail didn’t say anything for long seconds, just stared down at the ring, and I was starting to worry. But then she looked up at me, her smile wide, and threw herself in my arms.

I held her, vowing silently to never let her go.

“Yes, of course. I think I’ve wanted to marry you since I was thirteen.”

God, that sounded so damn perfect, because it’s how I felt too.

I pulled back and cupped her cheeks, leaning in so I could kiss her, so I could properly seal this.