French Kisses: Troisième Chapitre

April 1, 2015 (3 years ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Romance | Tags: , ,

French Kisses: Troisième ChapitreAfter that night, our next few months of dating was a series of laughter, sweet kisses, gentle, tight hugs, sleeping in each other’s arms, sweet nothings - that always made my heart melt. Now, all of those memories had become a part of the distant past, no chances of ever recurring - maybe.

One day during college, I woke up to see my door ajar with checkered balloons taped on it. They were all a variety of pastel colors.

So with curiosity, I slipped out of bed, put on my slippers and walked out the door. The hallway outside my room was the mouth of a river of flower petals, from roses, to sunflowers, to chrysanthemums, to magnolias, and tulips. It smelled like heaven to me.

'Wow. Whoever bought these must have had their wallet empty.'

I followed where they went. At the end, I turned to the left. After a few meters, I stood in front of our conference hall entrance. I couldn't see anything from the inside because the portal was covered with strings of white fur. I was so enticed looking at the wall of clouds when a cold nose touched my feet. I jumped back before I looked down- a brown shih tzu! With all excitement, I picked it up and held it to my chest.

"Hey honey. Who owns you? Huh? Who's inside? Who's waiting for me?" I said in a baby voice as I petted her.

And then I saw that under the knot of her blue ribbon was a small card.

Bec, if you're reading this now. You should know that curiosity killed the cat. However, this ain't a punishment dungeon. So come inside. And please don't name the dog Curiosity. It never killed a cat. :)

I giggled at the last statement. Dane.

"Let's come back inside, huh, Sachiko?"

So, I let in a deep breath, took a step forward, and prepared for what's in store for me.

Every smiling face and the cheers that greeted me were all a blur. What was only vivid to my eyes were his ever perfect features, standing in the middle of the crowd, a gigantic bouquet in hand. In the distance, I can see they're composed purely of pink tulips. In his other hand was a big blue velvet pouch.

"Dane? What's this racket about?"

He smiled as he walked towards me and handed me the bouquet. To free my hands, I put the dog down. Astonishingly, it didn't budge.

"I just wanna see how creative I can get."

" This is too much. Sachiko would have been enough and I would have hugged you for a day."

"Sachiko huh? So you already named her. Well. I have one question for you."

"Spill it."

"First, I want you to open this pouch."

I took the pouch from his hands and eagerly reached for what was inside. There were two items. The first was a box with gold engravings on top: Rebecca Gerand. I gingerly lifted the lid and inside, I found a key. Not the usual type of keys, but the kind that opens treasure chests. It's not just a key; it was almost six inches in length. Made of silver, encrusted with gold linings, and tiny gems ran up its spine. I designed this, but never had the plans of having it made.

“How did you know that I-“

“Well, I just had a hunch,” and he smirked.

“I don’t believe your hunch thing. This is too expensive. Aren’t you broke yet??”

“’Course not. Why don’t you look at the other thing?”

So, once again, I reached into the pouch and pulled out a velvet box, the type where rings go in. inside, I found a car key - my car key. I know it’s mine because of the marking I had engraved on its head: RG.

“Hey, I left my car at my house. Why do you have this?”

“I snatched it from your mom with my smile.”

“Uhuh? You jerk. Where’s my car then?”

“Outside. Promise, I didn’t smash it. But first, I want to ask you my question.”

I was edgy and excited at the same time. I just stared at him.

“Will you be my girl?”

I was dumbfounded. Beyond all the stuff he had done, waited this simple question.

‘Yes!’ That was my heart and mind in unison.

But no words came out from me. Instead, I handed the bouquet to the nearest person behind me and encircled my hands around Dane’s neck. I responded him with a passionate kiss, trying to let him know my answer through our gentle lip battle.

And when my eyes opened, I was surprised to see my car inside the hall. I didn’t even recognize it at first. He had the body repainted with vectors and retro all over. That was my plan for next year, because I was still earning for that. Yet, he did it... Read More

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