His rough hands made their way around my waist with his fingers gently grazing my lower back. My fingers on their own accord started crawling up his arms and resting on his shoulders for a second before they wrapped themselves around his neck. Resting my head on his shoulder I nuzzled my face in his neck and gently kissed his pulse point. I felt his heart beat jump a little. I let out a small giggle and bit my lower lip. My right hand slid down to his heart. Our first kiss, I remember. Half way through the kiss I realized my hand was resting on his heart the whole while. My hand crushed between our chests. My hand fit so perfectly. It was almost as if it was meant to be there.
My fingers curled and clung to the fabric over his chest. If possible be held me closer as we moved to the slow temple. His left hand pushed the hair that was in my face and moved it behind my ear. His hand moved back to its original place and he kissed my forehead.
"I love you."
A smile broke on my face and I breathed in to try and hold back tears. Before I could even try to compose myself, I felt the tears fall down my face. I buried my face in his neck and breathed in his musky scent.
"Baby what's wrong?" He said while he leaned back and tried to look at me.
I looked up at his warm and intense brown eyes. His eyes they always held so much security and depth. Now they look at me with fear and insecurities and so much worry.
"Then why are you crying?" He asked in the softest voice that I've only heard him use once before.
"Because I wanted to hear you say that for so long." I whispered
He cupped my face gently in-between his hands. "I love you," He whispered again before he kissed me. His soft and warm lips met mine in a passionate and loving embrace. This kiss felt different from the others. For the first time he wasn't holding back. He wasn't scared.
"I love you to," I whispered back against his lips. He pressed his lips against mine once again but this time I felt a smile on his face.
"Merry Christmas baby."