Chapter 18: Chapter:18

**Taylor's POV**

It's four in the afternoon and the rain stopped about two hours ago, around the time we got home.

Dimitri and I are now sitting on his balcony, him with a cup of coffee and me with a cup of tea, enjoying the warmth from the sun after the cold rain.

The seamstress left a few minutes ago after getting all my measurements and the designs required to make my dress. The process was quick and easy and picking out a design was really fun.

Everything that happened today was just so overwhelming and it feels good to just sit here in silence, taking in the breathtaking view. I've always loved being outside after the rain.

It's as if the rain washes everything clean and brightens it up all at the same time.

"What's on your mind?" Dimitri asks and I look at him. Shrugging, I reach for my cup of tea before taking a sit and holding it in my cold hands.

"Just about how busy today was. I'm not used to it. My day usually starts with going to work and ends with coming home from work. My weekends are even more pathetic." I tell him and he chuckles.

"You are almost every man's dream girlfriend. No guy wants her girl who is always out in the streets." He says and I raise my brow at him. He picks up on my silent judgment and lets out a soft chuckle.

"Pause on the feminism for a second and really think about it. Would you want to be with me if I was out in a different club every weekend?" He reasons and I sigh before shaking my head 'no'. "Exactly.' He smugly says leaning back in his seat. "Okay, calm down. I get your point but I still wouldn't call it the perfect girlfriend." I say with a small laugh.

"Well I never did but you look pretty perfect to me." He says with a smirk, looking away as I smile at him.

"You have to stop that." I say and he looks at me, confused. "Stop what?" He asks and I raise my brow.

"You don't have to pretend to be nice to me anymore. I'm going to sign the contract." I tell him and he looks at me before blowing out a breath.

"Oh thank goodness. I don't think I could keep up another second of this act." He says and it is clearly all jokes with a scoff and an eyeroll.

"Shut up." I tell him and he laughs.

"I am not pretending to do anything, Taylor. I told you that I like you and I mean it." He says and my heart skips a beat. *Oh jeez*

"But don't you think it's a little too early for all of that?" I ask hoping that he says it's not.

"It is but I can't help how I feel. Just like right now, this honesty. I would never have been this honest about how I felt for a woman in the past. Not even with Chris and Keath and they are my best friends." He says with slightly pink cheeks.

"Aww. Are you blushing?" I tease him and he shakes his head as he looks down smiling.

"Thank you for being so open with me. It's honestly very refreshing to meet someone who doesn't keep everything they think and feel to themselves." I say and mean every word.

"I would say that you shouldn't get used to it but I can't even be sure that I won't vomit my feelings all over you next time." He says and we both make a disgusted face at the same time.

"That's a little graphic." I say and he laughs. "I just realized that." He says shutting his eyes tightly.

"I should be heading home soon. I have to get my stuff in order for work tomorrow. Don't want y boss to get mad at me for slacking." I tease and he lets out a loud laugh. "I'm pretty sure he'll go easy on you." He tells me and I roll my eyes.

The sky is going dark and the wind is picking up slightly. "You want to go inside now? It's getting a little chilly out here." I suggest and he gets up immediately as if not wanting to keep me waiting.

We enter the apartment through the glass sliding door and he closes it behind us.

"You forgot to put your ring on." He says from behind me and I turn around to find him taking it out of the bag. "Well that's cause you haven't properly proposed to me. This may be a contractual agreement but I would still like for us to go about this the right way. Marriage is sacred." I tell him and he looks at me with soft eyes.

"You're right. We should at least keep the respect for marriage even though we're getting married for the wrong reasons." He tells me before walking closer to me. He slowly goes down on one knee and softly takes my hands.

I'm just standing here like a total dumbass, blushing mine behind off. "Taylor Bennett, would you do me the honor of becoming the most beautiful Alfonso woman by marrying me?' He asks and I laugh at his quirky way of proposing. "From what I've gathered, you're mother would for sure disown you if she heard you say that." I tell him and he laughs with so much joy. "True. Let's not tell her the story of how I proposed, please." He almost pleads and I nod.

"Yes, I'll marry you, Dimitri." I say and he smiles before sliding the beautiful ring onto my finger.

He gets up before holding both my hands in his. "You know, it's funny how I have taken you on a date and eaten you out *twice*, yet I still haven't kissed these beautiful lips of yours." He says letting go of my hand to trace my bottom lip with his thumb.

My breath hitches in my throat and my panties dampen at the thought of his head in between my thighs again. "What's stopping you from doing it?" I ask surprising myself and he smirks.

"Absolutely nothing." He says lowering his face to mine before connecting our lips for the first time and let me tell you something, it felt so fucking amazing.

I was expecting him to be a good kisser but this is absolutely exceptional. His lips are so soft against mine that they make me want to melt into the ground.

A soft moan is pulled from me as his warm tongue swipes at my bottom lip. I open my mouth slightly welcoming his tongue inside and Dimitri grabs my waist as our tongues make contact. He pulls me flush against him and I can feel the huge boner in his pants pressing against my stomach.

"I want you so bad." He whispers against my lips and the shallow puddle inside my pants turns into a waterfall. I pull away, keeping my eyes on his grey once. They look almost stormy from the arousal running through his body.

I grab the bottom of my shirt and pull it up over my head. Dropping it to the ground, I bite my lip and watch as he scans my chest. I slowly pull the sweatpants down my legs and watch his breathing change slightly.

I am left in my lacey underwear and I can tell that he wants to pounce on me but he's trying very hard not to. So I let him out of his misery.

"Take me."