“I should have done this fourteen years ago but now I guess will have to do.” He reaches into the pants pocket of his jeans and pulls out a small silver band. “They weren’t able to find much in the fire but we did find that little tin box you had in the table next to the bed.”
“My dad’s ring?” he nods and hands it to me.
“I had it sized to fit you. It’s a little thick but I thought it would be the best fit for-” I don’t let him say anything else before jumping into his arms and planting a kiss right on his lips. “I take it you like the gesture?” he asks when I let him breathe again.
“This is amazing Roman. Thank you so much.” I look down at the ring again and then it hits me, why he was actually giving me the ring. The ring he had sized to fit me. “Wait are you… are you asking me to marry you?”
“Well, ah, yeah. Unless you say no then I was just giving you the ring,” He shrugs. It’s then I notice how pale he actually is. The man is nervous.
“Are you nervous Roman?”
“No.”
“The great Roman is nervous.” I let out a laugh getting him to harshly pull me close to him. Our bodies bump together and I can’t help it, I let out an involuntary shiver. My body surrenders to him every time we are close.
“You going to say yes or what?”
“Of course I will,” I whisper as he drifts his lips across mine.
“Then say it Pria. Tell me you will always be mine. No matter what stupid thing I do or say. Tell me that your heart belongs to me.”
“My heart has always been yours Roman. You just wouldn’t accept it.” His hands thread up into my hair as he angles my head upward.
“I’m sure as fuck accepting it now.” With that, his mouth covers mine in a claiming kiss that takes the breath right out of me and causes my knees to nearly buckle. “Mine always and forever.”
“Yes Roman, yours.”
The End
