I walk up to Marshall's apartment, every muscle on my body tensing. I'm excited, but at the same time nervous. My heart pumps hard in my chest and I adjust the black lace of my bra beneath my shirt. I know why Marshall likes it, but what he doesn't know is that it's actually kind of itchy. I suck it up though, I don't think I'll be in it for very long.
I knock once, maybe twice on the door before I hear the bolt and it swings open. Marshall's standing there clad in his tightly fitted joggers and dog tags, the rest of him bare. Involuntarily I size him up, and when my eyes return to his he's got a certain dazzle in them.
He reaches out for my arm and pulls me into the apartment, closing the door and then making me lean against it. His hand reaches up and I think he's going to caress my cheek but he bolts the door behind me before stepping forward.
"I've been waiting for you." He tells me, his hands itching to take their desired place on my hips.
"I hurried." I say, finding difficulty in the simplest of sentences.
"Look baby", He starts, sliding his hands onto my hips sending a lengthy shiver down my spine. "I know we've been fighting, but I want to make you feel good." He leans down to my ear and in a hushed voice whispers, "Over and over and over again..."
"Oh Marshall..." I start to breathe faster, my heart aching at his words. I thought he was going to end it, but all he wanted was me. "I thought you were going to break up with me. I got so worried..."
He slides his arms around me now, pulling me against his chest. His eyes link with mine and he rests his forehead against my own, his breath lightly fanning my eyelashes.
"Never." He tells me with his upmost sincerity. "I will never leave you again."
"I know I just-" I lose my sentence in his eyes, and I stare deep into them.
"I got you something." He says, taking my hand and pulling me back towards the bedroom.
"What did you do?" I ask, clinging to his bicep and kissing it gently once as he guides me.
"Trust me." He says. "Close your eyes."
Obediently I shut my eyes and wait impatiently until I'm allowed to open them. I nearly trip over the threshold but Marshall holds me up and stops me once we're in his bedroom. I hear him shuffling around for a minute before he's directly in front of me again.
"Alright. Open." He says.
I eagerly open my eyes, and see him standing unchanged in front of me. I knit my eyebrows and tilt my head to the side. He lets out a short laugh and then holds out his fist to me and opens it palm up. Resting ever so delicately in the center of his hand, is a single square cut diamond on a platinum band. My hand clamps over my mouth, I'm afraid to speak. I think I may cry.
"Do you like it?" He asks me, hope in his eyes.
"Marshall I love it." I tell him, feeling my heart work harder inside my chest. "And you."
"It reminds me of you." He says, taking my hand in his. "Can I?"
I nod a few times and he slips the ring onto my ring finger. I stare down at it, unable to take my eyes off of it. Marshall laces his fingers with mine and then holds the side of my cheek, and gently lifting my chin so that our eyes meet again.
"I wanted to make it official." He tells me, shooting icicles into my soul with his deep blue eyes.
"It's beautiful." I say almost breathlessly, feeling a burning need for him now.
Marshall breathes heavily and then reaches into my back pocket, taking out my phone. I watch him turn it off and set it on top of his that's on the nightstand. After that he suddenly grips just underneath my butt and hoists me around his hips. In a second I'm being playfully thrown down to the bed and he's over me, tearing off my shirt and unbuttoning my jeans. He drags the zipper down and his eyes widen when he sees a hint of black lace beneath the denim.
He takes the whole waistband in his hands and on one swift motion pulls them off my legs. This leaves me in his favorite ensemble of mine, and he stands at the foot of the bed between my legs just admiring me. Just before I begin to let my self consciousness take over, he leans back down and slides his hands up my stomach, over my breasts, and up to my cheeks.
