"Do you like it?"She raised her head and looked over at Roman who was standing by the door with his arms crossed, wearing an amused smile as he waited for her reaction."Like it?" she repeated, staring back at the necklace. "How can I not like it, Roman? This is gorgeous!"A huge grin appeared on Roman's face when he heard Celine's praise for the piece, and he quickly approached her and wrapped his arms around her waist as he rested his head against her shoulder, "Thank you! It was my grandma's gift to me."Looking over at him, she could swear that she almost fell in love with him right then and there, because even though her heart ached, it was filled with happiness. She knew she was probably just dreaming, but she swore that she could actually feel it, and that it was a feeling she had never experienced before, she felt loved and adored by a person whom she loved deeply. If her dream was anything like the real one, then she could only imagine that he would never stop loving her
Her eyes continued to scan the page until they finally landed on one of his drawings and after staring at it for several minutes, she started laughing.It was a drawing of her.She remembered how she had told him that she would never wear a dress, and she had meant it. When they had first met, she had insisted upon dressing as a boy, so Roman had drawn her in a pair of shorts and a shirt, the outfit covered up with her leather jacket. It had been one of the first times that she had laughed. She could remember him telling her that she was beautiful, and that he liked seeing her dressed like a boy instead of a girl. She had replied to him with a sarcastic comment, stating that as far as she was concerned there was a difference between male and female bodies, and she couldn't understand how he would prefer a girl to a boy. However, it had taken Roman less than five minutes to change his mind about her wardrobe choice and to decide that she could wear dresses, as long as she wore short
"I love you too," he responded.They stood there for a moment, neither of them knowing quite what to say next, until Celine realized that there was something that she had to ask him."Roman," she began. "Would you mind if I stay over at yours tonight? There's something that I have to talk to you about...something that has been on my mind for quite some time."He nodded slowly."Alright," he said. "There is a spare room upstairs, you could use that if you want.""Thank you," she murmured. She then lifted her head, causing him to bend down and capture her lips in another passionate kiss. When they separated from each other, she looked up at him. "I'll go take a bath before I start changing. Why don't you go upstairs and get ready?""Sure." He gave her one final kiss before turning around and heading to the stairs. "Be right down."Smiling slightly, Celine waited until he disappeared up the steps before heading straight to the shower to wash away the last traces of sleepiness. When s
In the end, it took almost three hours before his parents and sister showed up at the house to pick him and Celine up for work. As soon as the car stopped at the parking lot outside the studio, both of them quickly exited the vehicle and headed towards the entrance, while Roman was busy unlocking the main doors, waiting for Celine to enter the studio first, while he held onto her hand so that she wouldn't lose her balance. Once she was inside, he closed the door before locking it once again.They walked up towards the elevator, making small conversation with each other along the way, trying to distract themselves with the new topics of their conversation, until finally the elevator dinged its arrival. They stepped inside and pressed the button for their floor, taking the opportunity to admire how amazing this particular floor looked from the inside. Not only were the colors and designs very unique and striking, but there was also a whole bunch of windows scattered throughout the r
A few weeks passed after that, and everything went exactly as it should. Everything was great. He still hadn't managed to meet any of his relatives. However, he had managed to catch some glimpses of them from the window of his father's office, and they appeared to be extremely nice people. He had spent several evenings talking to them, catching up on things that had happened to them during the last years, and learning what they had been up to in their lives. One thing was for certain they weren't happy with what was happening to them. They weren't the type of people who would hide their pain under a smile, and he had no doubt that they were unhappy with what had happened to them.Roman was just beginning to realize this when, one day, he found himself driving through the city alone. Celine had gone shopping with her friend Estelle, leaving him with one of his cousins. For some reason, she had decided that she couldn't trust him to take care of her cousin when she was out, and she
"Roman?" Celine whimpered, arching her back as his hands moved up towards her sensitive spot."Mhm," he hummed in response, moving his hands away from her breast and resting them on her stomach before cupping her breasts, rubbing the tips of his thumbs against the skin of her sensitive spot."Can we go to bed now?" She asked, pulling her hips upwards to press her pelvis against his hands."Sure, baby," he replied, pulling away from her neck and letting his hands fall away from her two feminine parts.They both stood up from the couch, their bare feet touching the cool floorboards as Roman led Celine down the hallway to their room, unlocking the door and ushering her inside. Roman closed the door behind them, turning the lock before turning around to face her. She had placed her hands against either side of his face, staring deeply into his blue eyes."Are you sure that you want to marry me?" She asked.Roman grinned, bending down to place another soft kiss on her lips."Why wouldn't
Roman laughed awkwardly, his eyebrows furrowing together. He remembered how upset she used to get whenever he called his dad or brother to complain about her life. It seemed as though he didn't realize how important his father had been until now. She had probably never told him that she missed her husband because he was working overseas and she hardly ever saw him, but she still cared about him greatly."Well, maybe I should come by more often," he offered with a small smile."Roman, honey," she sighed, "do you remember that promise that I made when I first met you? The one where I promised to give you a better family?"He gulped nervously, remembering the words his mother had said. She had promised to give him a family, but he wasn't sure if he deserved it. He had lied to her about his relationship status and lied to her about his feelings towards her and he was still unsure if he could trust her enough to start loving her back. After All, even though she loved him as much as he l
“Roman?” A quiet voice asked.Roman turned his head to see Celine watching him with a puzzled expression on her face.“Hmm?” He answered her.“Do you hate me?”“Hate you? Why would I hate you?”She shrugged softly, “Because you were mad at me. You were angry at me because I kept telling you to find someone else to spend your summer vacation with.”He chuckled lightly, “I understand why you told me to do that. I mean, look at you. You’re beautiful. You are obviously perfect for everyone who sees you. And that’s not including me, of course.” He paused, taking a moment to gaze at her. “So, I forgive you.”“Thank you,” she whispered quietly, looking down at her lap.“You know what? Maybe, I am mad at you,” he replied, frowning slightly, “but only because you kept saying that it was impossible for us to have a relationship because of our history and that’s not true. We could just try again, you know.”“But what if I say no again? What will you do then? Will you give up on me? Are you willi