He leaned forward but didn't kiss her just yet. ”Please. I would like to hear you say it.” he nearly whispered.
Lysander obliged gently, cherishing the feel of her soft warmth against his lips.
Lysander let out a soft sigh as she did, stroking her cheek lightly with his thumb.
Lysander pulled away, placing his hand over her’s. ”Do you want me to stop?”
He smiled that small smile of his and placed another, more certain, kiss on her lips.
”I haven't… been this happy… in such a long time.” he murmured softly in between kisses.
He held back a low growl in his throat, not wanting to scare her again, pulling her closer and slid his hand to the back of her neck.
He returned the kiss, a bit overwhelmed by the fact that this was truly happening.
she pulled away just bit to where thier lips were an inch apart.
Lysander loosened his hold and rests his forehead against her’s letting her catch her breath.
Lysander smiled. ”Would you like to sit down? You seem a bit breathless.”
He chuckled. ”No, I suppose you don't. Neither do I.”
Lysander stroked her cheek and smiled at her. ”It’s almost funny. When I was a boy, I believed in finding my soulmate… and now, when I'm not sure if I have a soul anymore, I find you.”
Betty smiled "I always be here untill I die" she said.
You don't have to… No, that's her choice. he sighed. ”Oh, Heaven. What did I do to deserve you?”
Lysander laughed happily. ”Yes, I suppose I did do that.”
”True.” he nodded. ”But this isn't the first time a proposal has been asked of me. And none of those were as incredible as you.”