Chapter 47

LEILANI.

I woke up the next morning feeling a whole lot better. I slept half of the day off yesterday. I looked around but I couldn't find Zavier.

Then, the good smell of toast and morning coffee filled my nose. I inhaled sharply and got out of bed.

After taking shower, I was still drying my hair when the door opened and Zavier entered the room. My lips automatically stretched into a smile.

"Good morning, honey." I whispered, it gets easier to say it everyday, it's almost a part of me.

He walked closer and wrapped his arms around me from behind. "Good morning, doll. You feel better, don't you?"

I nodded twice. He turned me into his arms and kissed me passionately. I melted into his arms, and kissed him right back. It's been a week since we made love, since that night we had the discussion.

But even without making love, Zavier never hesitates to kiss and hug and caress me whenever he likes. I find that I like it so much.

Peace. The peace I've felt recently knew no bounds. Not to mention, the love I feel for him. I never want us apart, ever. I don't think I can bear it.

His tongue twirled on mine the last time before he pulled away. "Come on, I made breakfast."

He started leading me out and I followed him dutifully. "I'm really sorry. You've been making a lot of food and doing lots of chores lately. It---"

"Shh, doll. Don't apologize for something you have no control over." He stated firmly and helped me into a dinning chair.

I watched him as he moved around the table, getting the food all set. I watched him carefully and he looked.....at peace too. He looked more relaxed than I've ever seen him in a long time.

I got up anyway and helped him get breakfast ready. When I closed my eyes and placed my hands together, ready to pray, I was very surprised when he groaned, "I'll do it."

"What?" I asked, wide eyed.

"I'll pray today and you respond." He said matter-of-factly.

I was tongue-tied. It's the first time he ever suggested that, and it'll be the first time he does it.

"Oh, yes, you can." I smiled with assurance. I won't look a gift horse in the mouth.

He nodded and together, we closed our eyes, placed our hands together and opened our heart. We made the sign of the cross and he prayed.

He spoke the exact words I speak when praying before eating, and he seemed so concentrated. He doesn't look like he's reciting words. No, he looked like he spoke the words from the heart.

Tears suddenly filled my eyes as I whispered 'Amen' to all his prayers. Until the final 'Amen', I couldn't stop watching and listening to him.

If he doesn't have my heart already, he would have taken it all today....this very morning. I've never seen a more beautiful sight than this. Him, praying wholeheartedly.

He opened his eyes and gazed at me. A frown crossed his face instantly. "You're crying. Did I pray it wrong? Is there anythi---"

"No, no, no" I shook my head with emphasis. "It's so beautiful, watching you like this. It's all tears of happiness."

"Why?" He looked confused.

"Us, being together like this. It makes me happy." I told him truthfully, diverting from the main reason because it will only confuse him more.

His face relaxed and a smile replaced the frown. "Start eating, doll."

I started eating. Taking out the bread, "At the rate you feed me, I'll gain weight." I complained softly.

"You can be as big as a house and you'll still look so beautiful." He stated it like it's a fact, his concentration on his food.

My cheeks pinkened, even as a feeling of pleasure coursed through me. How can a man always say the right things even without meaning for it to be a compliment?

We ate in comfortable silence. It didn't take long for me to finish eating. I got up and started taking away the dishes when my stomach suddenly rebelled.

Breakfast doesn't seem to agree with me, I thought as I dumped the dished and hurried to the bathroom where I stared right back at my breakfast again.

Afterwards, I got up and Zavier was right there at the door, looking concerned. "Are you alright?"

I nodded in reassurance. "Breakfast doesn't agree with me. I'll just eat it again later, that's all."

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That afternoon, I finishes the house chores and sat down on the couch, feeling so tired. I turned on the television.

There was a show going on. A SpongeBob SquarePants shows, and I was really enjoying it.

Zavier walk up beside me and I shifted automatically for him to sit down, but he didn't. Instead, he knelt down on the floor.

"Zavier....?" I asked, really confused and horrified. "Please, sit down beside me. Why are you kneeling?"

He reached into his back pocket and withdrew a small box. He opened it and presented it in front of me. "Marry me, Lani."

I sat frozen. For a full minute, I couldn't say or do anything, my brain stop processing thoughts. Then, it started again and only one line of thoughts filled my head.

Zavier is proposing to me. He's proposing to me. Proposing. Proposingproposingproposingproposing!!!!

"Z-Zavier?" My eyes was wide open. My lips wanted to say words but for the life of me, I can't produce one.

He took my hand, so gently, so carefully like he was holding a breakable glass. "I want us to get married. I want the whole world to know that you're mine, so, I won't have to kill any damn motherfvcker looking at you wrongly. I want to have a life with you forever." He paused, "Marry me, doll."

Tears filled my eyes and overflowed, spilling down my cheeks. Right before me, I watched my dream come true. I watched my prayers answered right in front of me.

"Yes.....I'll marry you." The words left my lips so breathlessly as I tried to wrap my head on what's happening. Zavier wants to marry me.

Satisfaction coursed through his hard face and carefully, he slipped the ring into my finger.

At that very moment, it really dawned on me. It will be the both of us forever! We're getting married!!

"Oh, Zavier....!!" I threw my arms around him then, more tears of joy filling my eyes. "Thank you so much! Thank you so much!"

His arms wrapped around me and he got up then, taking me with him. We stood together, I held him tight still reeling from the knowledge that we're getting married! Really getting married!!

ZAVIER [Zero]

I should have done this a long fvcking time ago, I thought as I watched the sheer happiness on her face.

She looked so happy, like someone who just got promised the world. I feel like beating my chest like a goddamn gorilla for making her this happy.

I feel happy too. A damn feeling that has become so familiar since I knew her. I didn't know I was so damn nervous until she agreed that she'll marry me.

I palmed her cheeks and kissed her with all the pent-up hunger in me this past fvcking week. I shoved my tongue into her mouth and mated with her, tasting every contour of her lips with mine. Damn, it feels so heavenly.

Arousal so fierce slammed into me, and I had this greatest urge to spread her out on the goddamn sofa and have my wicked ways with her.

Patience, Zero. All in due time, I cautioned myself.

We laid together on the sofa, and I gathered her in my arms, her softness surrounding me. I want us to be married soon. After reading all about it, it has become a fvcking priority.

"So, when are we going to the convent?" I asked relaxingly, playing with her finger....the one with the ring. So damn beautiful.

She swiveled her head back to stare at me, "You want to go? Truly want to?"

"Of course, doll. I think it's damn time I meet your family....your first family. I'm curious to see the people who raised a woman like you."

She smiled warmly, her eyes shy. "The sisters....I miss them so much."

I raised her finger and kissed it lingeringly. "Then, it's official. We go and see them together. You like that?"

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