He ignored me, taking my hand and pulling me off the bed, too. He stood in front of me, hands on my shoulders, face serious.
“Now, I want to do this right. Please, please, keep in mind that you’ve already agreed to this, and don’t ruin it for me”
“Oh, no,” I gasped as he slid down onto one knee.
“Be nice,” he muttered.
I took a deep breath.
“I. S.” He looked up at me through his impossibly long lashes, his golden eyes soft but, somehow, still scorching. “I promise to love you forever – every single day of forever. Will you marry me?“
There were many things I wanted to say, some of them not nice at all, and others more disgustingly gooey andromantic than he probably dreamed I was capable of. Rather than embarass myself with either, I whispered, “Yes.”
“Thank you” he said simply. He took my left hand and kissed each of my fingertips before he kissed the ring that was now mine.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. Edward. <3
