“Desiree!” Ville called from the bottom of the stairs from our shared apartment. He was wearing a nice collared shirt and some black skinny jeans. His eyes sparkled with acute happiness. I turned to the mirror, ignoring his playful whines for attention. Brushing back my waterfall of brown hair, I put a little makeup on to highlight my green eyes. Once I adjusted my nice shirt, I skidded down the steps to our small living room. Well, technically, this place is Ville’s, but since we’ve been dating for two years, I moved in with him. Things had gotten pretty serious within the past few month.

I enjoyed him a lot. He was unusually playful for his darker appearance and was always super sweet. Ville was a gentleman, always complimenting me on the littlest things. I would come home from work to see that he had beaten to our apartment, leaving little notes in random spots. If he had to leave work early, he would put a little post it note on the fridge with a kind message on it. I smiled as I saw him at the bottom of the steps.

“Are you ready for our date?” His smooth voice washed over me, making me instantly smile. He held out his hand, which I took.

“Of course, Ville.” I smiled. He leaned down, pecking my lips gently and brushing a piece of hair behind my ear. He flicked my nose ring and saw me blush. He smirked as I whacked his arm.

“Come on, let’s go.”

It was an hour drive before we finally arrived on the shores of the beach where our first date had been. I recognized the place instantly. He carefully led me around the brush to the cool sand. We took off our shoes and went up to the top of the dune, sitting between the long grasses that tickled my cheek. The surf rolled off of the golden grains, tossing up a spray of mist in the dying light.

“Aw, Ville. This is my favorite place.” I chuckled softly. He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer. I leaned into his chest, just soaking in the beautiful night that was slowly taking over the rosy sky. I let my fingers glide over the sleeve tattoos on his left arm. He kissed the top of my head before standing up.

“Where are we going, Ville? We’ve barely sat down for ten minutes!” I asked curiously, softly. He seemed nervous, almost. The way his fingers drummed on his thigh. Why would my boy be so nervous?

“You want to walk on the beach?” He asked suddenly. I nodded, brushing off the suddenness of it all. He grinned, the tension easing out of him. We walked side by side underneath the sunset.

We left our shoes back on the dune, but I didn’t care. We would get them eventually. No one else was on this little secluded stretch of beach. It was like we were in our own little world.

I was too distracted by the colors of the sky and thoughts of our footwear to notice we stopped. Ville caught my attention as he dropped my hand. I turned to face him. He was kneeling in front of me, his beautiful emerald eyes staring up at me, like I was a priceless painting.

“Desiree Jamison, you know it’s our two year anniversary, right?” He whispered, barley above the crashing of the waves. I nodded, tilting my head in confusion.

“Well, I think I’m just the luckiest man in the world to spend these two years with the most beautiful woman in the world. I could never ask for a more perfect girlfriend, someone who sticks by my side no matter what. Desiree, would you marry me?” He asked, holding out a box. Inside of it was a little diamond ring that glittered and caught the last precious rays of dusk in tiny, faceted hands. I gasped, covering my mouth.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I finally got over my shock and cheered, nearly bursting into tears. He fitted the ring on my hand before picking me up and spinning me around in a tight hug. I couldn’t believe it was finally happening!

We nearly ran back to the dune, collected our shoes, and drove the entire way home smiling. When we got back to his apartment, I dropped my things and jumped into his arms, pressing my mouth against his passionately. He was mine and I was his.

“Someone’s excited.” He chuckled lowly against my lips. I grinned and kissed his cheek before running over to the couch, basically hopping on it. He followed me on, pulling me onto his lap so that he could hold me tightly against his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands playing with his brown locks of hair. I kissed his jaw as he scrolled through the movies on TV. He eventually found one and started playing it.

“Ville?” I asked him as I cuddled against his chest. He looked down at me with gentle eyes.

“Yes, dear?” He asked. I pressed my lips against his once again, pulling away only to nuzzle into his neck.

“I love you.”

Notes

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