Page 281 of Fragments
Lexington Deon drops down onto one knee in the fancy shower, holding my waist while he peeks up at me, looking all shy and terrified.
“Warren Xavier…” he mumbles, voice shaking.I’m gonna fall…“Will you marry me?”
Holy, oh my God…
What in the name of…
“Yes.” I shove the words out as fast as possible. My head starts bobbing up and down, pressure building behind my eyes. “Yes… fuck yes. I mean,come on…” He snorts, biting the inside of his cheek while I whimper and drop onto the floor before him. “Fuck, Lexington…Yes, I will marry you.”
Our mouths crash together, kissing and laughing and crying like idiots. My heart is soaring through the air like a bird finally free of chains.
I can’t believe this…
I can’t even…
I’m about to pass out, I’m shaking so hard.
“Are you surprised?” he rumbles, and I laugh into his mouth.
“Uh,yea,” I mewl, kissing him over and over. I physically can’t stop. “What the hell?? I didn’t see that coming at all…”
“I know.” He beams. “I wanted to be the romantic one for a change.”
“Please, you’re always romantic.” I sigh, still shivering while I touch his jaw. “Just the other day, for example. You brought me that cookie.”
He snickers. “It was a Valentine’s heart from Panera. Really not that serious.”
“I thought it was very romantic,” I swoon, and he pouts.
“I was going to wait until later, but I couldn’t,” he hums, touching my lips. “Not when you tee’d me up like that.”
I chuckle. Then pause. “Wait… you planned to ask me later?? This wasn’t just a spur of the moment thing…?” His face lights up, and he jumps out of the shower, scampering away. My face scrunches in confusion. “Lex…? Are you coming back?”
“Finish washing your ass and come here!”
“Okay, that’s highly rude,” I scoff. “If that’s how you’re going to talk to me as my husband, I might have to reconsider…”
“Just get out here, you nuisance!”
Rinsing off quickly, I strut out of the giant fancy shower, wrapping a large, super soft towel around my waist. This bathroom is literally the polar opposite of the showers at Alabaster Pen, which just makes showering togethersomuch better. I mean, probably fifty percent of our relationship was spent showering together in that moldy fungus-ridden place. Butnowwhen we do it, there are no guards barking at us. No strangers washing their balls a few feet away. No angry rapists looking to fuck or fight.
We get to fuckalone, and take our time. We have warm water and expensive toiletries provided by our rich friends. Not to mention, the tub…
Damn, that thing is something else.We’ve only been here two weeks and we’ve gottenverygood use out of it.
Sauntering around the corner into the bedroom, I stop short. Lex is holding something in his hand, and he grabs mine, pulling me closer.
“What… is that?” I whimper, blinking at it in shock.
“It’s an engagement ring,” he murmurs. “For you.” Taking my left hand, he slides it onto my ring finger. “I found it on the beach. I think it’s silver… Nothing special, but I wanted you to wear it.”
My chest is caving in as I stare at the slender circle around my finger. “It’s beautiful…”
“You really like it?” he asks, and I’m about to collapse.
He seems soexcited, so nervous and thrilled at the idea of giving this to me.
My sweet, shy boy…
