They were lying in the bed in the old house Daniel had restored. Chris' head was resting at Daniel's chest. Her finger was playing circles on his stomach, secretly wishing that there wasn't a t-shirt in the way. She looked up at his face and saw his closed eyes but his lips were smiling.
"What are you smiling about?"
Daniel opened his eyes and looked at her.
"This. You. Us. These past few months have been the happiest in my life. I don't know what I expected to find when I got back to Cooper's crossing, but never ever happiness. Or that happiness could feel like this."
Daniel seemed to look for the right words.
"Like... My whole body wants to jump and do back-flips. It just quivers in my body, like if it were out of frustration but in a good way. Am I making any sense?"
"I think so," she laughed
"Hey, I must write this feeling down," he said and reached for the drawer in the nightstand and pulled out a worn notebook and a pen.
"What are you writing it down for?"
"I might turn it into a poem or a song, who knows?"
"I didn't know you were a songwriter! Let me see!" she said and playfully reached for the notebook.
"No!" he pretended to be scared, but laughter was in his eyes as he jerked the notebook away from her.
"Oh, come on! I'll let you read my diary."
"I can already guess what your diary contains."
"Yep. C hearts D. C plus D forever, Mrs Daniel Wellings..."
"It would be Doctor Wellings thank you very much!" she laughed and threw a pillow on him.
"Are you proposing to me?" he said with a pretend shocked look.
"What if I was?" Chris said, with a smile, but still a slight serious tone of voice.
"Well, you can't! I'm supposed to be the one who proposes, and I don't even have a ring and..."
"You know what... We haven't slept together yet."
"I don't need to sleep with you to know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you," she said softly.
Daniel bit his lower lip. Chris knew by experience now that talk of sex or, getting too close physically would make him pull away.
"I wouldn't want you to buy a pig in a poke," he said, trying to maintain the humorous tone between them.
"I know that you are a damn good kisser at least," she smiled mischievously.
"Oh, am I? Well, better make use of my talents then," Daniel said and pulled her closer for a kiss and still after these three months that had gone by it felt electrifying. Their kissing was tentative at first, but soon it got wilder and wilder. In the back of her head, Chris thought: "Any minute it will stop, he will pull away with some excuse." But that didn't stop her from pouring her heart and soul into the kissing. It was Chris who gently broke their liplock, her body acting almost purely on instinct, and she leaned the side of her neck in to his mouth so that he could kiss it. Daniel started to cover her neck in tickling butterfly kisses, and she let out an exhale of pure pleasure. She then turned her attention back to his mouth. As their tounges played she carefully put her hand under his t-shirt and gently caressed his side. And as she had thought, he did put his hand on hers, but to her surprise he didn't push it away. He just held it.
"I'm scared," Daniel whispered.
"Don't worry, we don't have to do anything tonight," Chris said and started to pull away, but he caught her.
"I'm scared because I want you so bad, and... It just can't be right. I don't want to take advantage of you, or make you feel dirty, or..."
"Shh... We are two consenting adults, I am an consenting adult in every meaning of the word, so don't doubt that I want this. Because I do. Very much, You are not doing anything wrong by me, you hear?"
"Can we... Take it slow?" he asked after a pause.
"Of course," she said softly. "Don't force anything, just relax and go where ever your feelings take you. If there's something you don't want to do then we'll stop."
Daniel thought of the softness of her skin, how it had felt when he kissed her neck. He smiled at her.
"Where were we?" and the kissing began again, under much giggling.
Chris woke up by the morning sun shining in from the skylight. But she also heard the sound of a guitar and Daniel softly singing along. She got up and put on her blouse, and went down from the loft. He was sitting on the elbow rest of the sofa. There was a wide smile on his face as he saw her coming down the stairs.
"Hello yourself. How long have you been up?"
"Long enough to go out and buy us breakfast, and almost finish this song," he put away the guitar.
"And..." he continued and reached for something in the pocket. "Maggie Hutton, surprisingly enough, had this in her shop," and he pulled out a ring and got down on one knee.
"Christine Randall, will you accept this red ruby probably pure plastic ring, although you deserve diamonds and more, and make me the happiest man in the universe, and marry me?"
"I thought you'd never ask," she smiled.
"So, that is a yes then?"
"Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!"
Daniel got up and put on the ring on her finger.
"It fits perfectly!" he smiled.
"Well, maybe not perfectly, it's a little tight," Chris said and took it off again. "Tell you what, I'll wear it in a chain around my neck."
"Does this mean we're engaged now?" Daniel asked
"Hell yes, I'm not letting you go now! Why do you ask that, you're the one who just proposed?"
"I'm just double checking."
"I've said yes, so shut up and kiss me already!"
He didn't need to be urged twice.
Three months later, the wedding was held in the church and they were married by father Jacko. After they had withdrawn from the party and back to the old house, Daniel lifted Chris up and carried her over the threshold. A house full of lit candles greeted them, and they saw a trail of rose-leaves leading up to the loft.
"Did you do this?" Chris asked Daniel.
"No, I'm totally innocent. Look here's a card," he said and walked up to the coffee table.
"Just wanted to wish you a long and happy marriage, with lots and lots of nieces and nephews for me. Love, Kate", he read from the card.
"Oh, how sweet of her."
"Yeah, so... If were going to give her any nieces or nephews, then we better start practicing, don't you think?" Daniel said and pulled her closer. Chris got tears in her eyes of joy.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"Nothing, I'm just so happy. About everything," she said and kept the thought of this being the first time he actually took the first initiative to sex to herself. She didn't want to scare him off. They kissed and slowly danced to some music only they could hear, and at the same time slowly undressing each other, both thinking how happy they were.
There will probably be a sequel to this, so stay tuned :)