"What's taking you so long, tomato?", Michael's lips landed on my neck and his arms wrapped around me."I'm enjoying the view, silvery tongue", I told him, laying my hand on his."Mhm", his lips kissed my shoulder. "Why did you look scared then?""Just thinking of things", I leaned against him and closed my eyes. "Michael?""Hmm?", his lips traced my neck.I breathed in, searching for the right words. "Do you ever think of proposing to me?""Where's this question coming from?", Michael lifted his head, stopping the affection. "I know we talked about marriage and children, but I thought you wanted to wait?""I do want to wait", I told him. I tugged at the hair on his arm. "But I'm unsure how long."Silence."Scared?", he realized and finally asked."I'm getting the worst cold feet at the thought", I whispered."Of what? Marriage? Or married me?", Michael's voice hinted he knew already."... you."He didn't avert himself. He didn't stop hugging me. He didn't throw hurtful words at me.N
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