His words lingered in my head.
"Will you marry me?" He asked kneeling on one knee.
I'm overwhelmed with excitedly and confusion. Pedro and I haven't been going out that long, and now he's already asking me to marry him? This is a big deal. It's bigger that him asking me to move in with him.
That was also another surprise. Maybe this was his plan though. Ask me to move in with Jim because he was going to propose to me.
My brain goes wild, contemplating on what to say. Pros and cons take over.
I know how my heart feels. It feels love for Pedro. Nothing I have ever felt before. All I know is that I never want to feel alone ever again, and he takes that away. He makes me so fucking happy.
"Pedro..." I say.
He stands up on his feet, getting anxious. I can tell because he's running his hands through his hair, looking at me with worry.
"God dammit, I shouldn't of asked - I should've know tha-" I too him from talking.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I lick my lips with his, a soft smile appearing on mine.
"Yes. Fucking yes." I whisper in his ear smiling.
Pedro pulls away from me, smiling ear to ear.
"Really!? Fuck yeah!" He yells. I laugh, loving how happy he is.
I hold his hand, looking into his eyes.
"Now that I'm you're fiancé, does that mean I can move in with you sooner?" I ask smiling.
Pedro smirks, "well duh, you think I was just going to let you stay in a hotel forever?"
Smiling, I take in this moment, hoping to remember it forever.
...........
2 weeks later I moved in with Pedro. Everything is perfect. I went to college, fell in love with my professor, got engaged to said professor, and now am living with him.
Pedro helped me carry in my boxes of stuff that I needed. They contained clothes, sentimental items, some of my electronics, etc.
We brought in the stuff, setting it down. Putting my hands in my knees I huff.
"Geez, this shit is heavy." I say.
Pedro laughs. "Baby, what happens when we have children? You'll be carrying twice the size of that box."
"Wait... I thought you didn't want kids?" I ask him confused
He rubs the back of his neck. "I never said I didn't want kids, I said that I might not be able to give you children because of my age."
I give a soft smile. "Well, if we ever decide to try, I'm all for it." Going over to Pedro, I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. I cannot believe this is going to be my everyday life. Laughing, kissing, enjoying each and every moment with each other. All the stress was worth this.
Pedro grabs my ass. "I guess we'll just have to try now."
"What?" I laugh. "Too soon babe."
Pedro rolls his eyes, trying to be cute.
"I guess we'll just have to have fun instead and fuck."
I laugh, Pedro picking me up, throwing my legs around his waist as he carry's me to our bedroom.
This is my forever. He is my home, and I can't wait to obey him every chance I get.
THE END
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