Now That's a Story!

I was walking down the path when a guy bumped into me. I was startled and bent down to pick up my files. I was mad and did not even look up who the careless guy was, but I heard him apologized with a very deep husky voice. I only saw his shoes while he was standing there. He did try to pick up one of the books, but I was fast. He accidentally touched my hand. I looked at him and he was smiling at me. He was so cute. At first, I was going to nag at him to be careful and looked where he was going, but I was speechless. He extended his hand to introduce himself.

That was the day when I first met him before we went out for dating. He was cute, so very cute that even when he did something that I was about to scold him, I just couldn't. I really thought this dating thing was ridiculous. I was not being myself. I totally lost control and I hated it when I kept dreaming about him. I did not know whether I was blinded by some cute face or because I was an idiot, but my heart would race so fast each time we were together. When he lied down besides me and closed his eyes, I felt I just want to hug him forever. I was so in love with him.

He always called me his princess and said how adorable I was. He never regretted of knowing me and dating me. He said I was sweet and pretty and everything that was so nice to hear. I was guessing that he was probably in love with me as I did. When we made love for the first time, I could still remember his smell, a masculine smell. I wanted his body all over me. I wanted him to kiss me until the morning dawn. I wanted him to caress me and made love with me over and over again. I just could not stop wanting him.

We went out dating for almost three years and one night,he said something beautiful to me. He said he could not live without me. He wanted me to be with him forever. He proposed me to be his wife. I couldn't believe my ears. I cried joyfully. I could feel that we were meant to be together forever. He was a special man and I would love him for eternity.