ROSALINE
Surprise. She kisses him. Asks if the offer is still valid. They both leave the bathroom, dripping and he grabs the ring, proposes to her and laughs at how awkward the entire proposal is. Promises to propose over again but Rosa loves this. They kiss, get into bed
ROSALINE
I was frozen against the wall, my ears ringing and my heart thumping at the words I had just heard. I knew it. I just knew that it wasn't supposed to be a date only!
"You..." I found my voice under his searching eyes.
"You were going to ask me to marry you? Not just become your girlfriend officially?" I asked and he pressed up against me, making me feel the hard on from his completely drenched trousers.
"I know what I want, Cara. And you also want me, there's no need to take the longer route, is there?"
My heart was pounding. He was right. I was never going to let go of him so why in the world should we take the longer route?!
"I... Well, you said you wanted to ask me to marry you. Do you still want to ask me to marry you? I mean, is the proposal still valid?" I asked, my words a jumble. My brain was turning into a mush at this point and it wasn't my fault!
"You know that proposal is forever valid" he lifted my chin up with a finger.
I couldn't take the burst of joy in me and I had to redirect the joys somewhere else. I wrapped my arms around his neck, stood on my toes and pulled him in for a kiss.
His wet, hot body pulled mine in as he kissed me back. His arms wrapped around my waist and he took my hand to his zipper.
"Mhmmm" I moaned into the kiss, my hands getting to work and undoing his zipper. The trousers dropped at his feet and I immediately reached my hand to his hard cock but then he broke the kiss.
I looked up at him unable to stop the smiles on my face.
"You are beautiful" He muttered like it was the first time he was seeing my face.
"But before I fuck you, let's do that important thing first" he whispered, arousing every part of my body including my heart. He turned the shower off and grabbed a towel, handing it over to me.
He picked for himself and I had barely finished wrapping myself up in the mirror when he picked me off the floor.
My cheeks turned rosy and his hands slid down from my waist to my ass.
He groped both ass cheeks firmly before stepping out of the shower. His lips moved over mine, a slow and almost enchanting kiss as he led the both of us back into the room.
However he was finding his way while kissing me and making my head mushy, I had zero idea but I knew I loved this.
Standing in the room, Russo broke the kiss and gently lowered me to stand on my feet. My heart was pounding and my cheeks were getting rosy with a blush. Was this really happening? Was I really going to get that ring on right now?
I watched as he unlocked the drawer. He had kept the ring there, locked??
"Fuck, this is awkward but I really have to do this now but can we perhaps redo this again later?" Russo asked with a chuckle as he pulled the ring box out of the drawer.
"Thought I was going to keep it locked up for a while." He slammed the drawer shut.
"But fuck me if I ever think that I could stop myself from getting even more entangled with you" his gaze met mine and it sent my toes curling on the bare floor.
I blushed terribly, my cheeks hurting from smiling too widely. Slowly, ever slowly, he went down one knee, keeping our gaze locked.
“I know this might not be the best way to ask you to marry me but I guess things are just always different with you.” He said softly.
I bit my lower lip, nervous to the core and yet the joy was overwhelming. I could almost pass out right now. I was brimming with too much excitement. Russo was going to make me his fiancée!
“Rosaline Massimo, for the past few years of my life and especially for the past few months, my life has only had one purpose. Learning to make you happy, learning to care for you, learning to slowly make you mine and learning to love you. I want to spend the rest of my life solely for this same purpose."
Heavens! I was so nervous, right now. Clad in nothing but a towel and being asked the big question was probably the most unexpected thing in my life.
"Would you do me the honour of taking my surname and marrying me?”
"We already have the same surname" I couldn't help but say and Russo chuckled.
"That was supposed to be a joke. A lame one. Back to the question, Cara, will you marry me?"
I gasped loudly, unable to contain my joy. Tears brimmed my eyes as I stretched forth my hand. “Yes,” I breathed out the word.
“Yes, I will marry you, Russo El Massimo.”
He slipped the ring onto my finger and the diamond glittered at the top. Rising to his feet, he pulled me closer to him, capturing my mouth in an intense and possessive kiss. It was like his kiss was telling me that I finally belonged to him and he finally belonged to me.
I kissed him breathlessly, my hands roaming around his bare chest.
His hand found mine and he let our hands tangle. I felt him gently trail his finger on the ring and he broke the kiss.
"Look at me, Cara" he said, his voice deep and hot.
My chest was heaving very noticeably with how I was breathing. Our eyes were locked on each other as he took my hand to his lips and kissed the ring, then my finger and then my hands.
"I love you... I love you so much I am losing my mind from not being able to show it to you enough" he groaned, still keeping the eye contact.
"I love you too." I could only breathe out the words.
"I love you way more than you think" he slipped my hand back down and yanked me closer to him with his other hand.
Our lips met again and this time it was a calming kiss. It was like it was meant to take away all my anxiety and my nervousness and I gratefully allowed myself to drown in the kiss, especially as he lifted me and dropped me to the bed.
If I had been told few months ago that I would be getting engaged to my uncle, I would have gone all ballistic about how ridiculous that would be but here I was, wanting nothing more than to fucking drown in this love of his.
I held onto him tightly, never wanting to let go. And yes, I would never ever let go.