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              "Oh, I don't need any presents.  You're so silly.  I've already got you...what else could I want?  But fine, I'll open it."  It was a tiny box wrapped in gold foil with a tiny red ribbon on top...it was so delicate and beautiful that I didn't want to unwrap it.  When I opened the box, I was shocked.  It was...a ring.  I had not expected that.  It was a platinum ring with a single solitaire diamond shaped like a tear drop.  It was beautiful.

              "Lindsey, will you marry me?" 

              I was speechless.  I love him so much.  For two whole minutes I'd forgotten that he was still waiting for my response.  I had forgotten to breathe.  Then I remembered to let out a breath and inhale. 

              "Yes.  Yes.  Double yes.  Triple yes.  I love you so much Dan, even though we've only known each other for a few months."

              "I know.  And I love you.  It seems like we've known each other longer.  Maybe in a past life or something.  It's almost like we've known each other and then lost contact and then when we connected again I knew that I didn't want to let you go to walk away from me ever.  That's when I knew I had to ask you to marry me.  If I didn't I wouldn't know what to do if you left."  He was so happy.

              "Oh, Dan...I would never leave.  I've got it too good.  Well, maybe if you'd persuade me with a few more kisses and umm...your skillful hands and everything else."  As I slowly unbuckle his belt and unbutton his jeans...

              He laughed loudly and seductive.  "I believe that can be easily arranged.  Why don't I start working on that now?"

              Hmm... Mrs. Johanson.  That sounds nice. Just thinking about it spread a warm happy glow through my body.  "Well, Mr. Johanson...I can't wait to see your hot sexy body.  Strip."

             He laughed again.  "You're impatient tonight.  Don't worry, we've got all night to celebrate."

             I agreed.  Not just tonight but for the rest of our lives.  And I meant it when I said that I've got it good.  A gorgeous and wonderful male that loves me.  It seems like I didn't find what I was looking for but he found me.  So in the end, everything did work out quite nicely.

             And then he proceeded to show me exactly what he meant and how he felt.  And...mmm...  You just know when a man loves you when he looks at you like you're the best chocolate cake in the whole world and he wants to gulp you down, yet savoring every moment because he can't get enough.

                                                              (The End) 

 

 

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