Page 7 of When We Fall: Part Two
She said nothing, her green eyes tracking the passing trees in the night.
We reached the edge of the woods, and the lake stretched in front of us for miles.
“Oh, wow,” she murmured, her eyes lighting up in the moonlight.
“Come on,” I said eagerly, opening my door. Quickly, I went around her side and helped her out before going to the back hatch and grabbing two pillows, the wine, and a large blanket.
I led her to the edge of the lake and made up the bed for her. We sat on it, and I popped the wine open and poured her a glass. She took it and sipped, her eyes fixed on the calm water.
“It’s so pretty here,” she commented.
“Not as pretty as you.”
She looked over at me and smiled. “You’re being lame, Mr. De Luca.”
I laughed at that. “It’s the truth, though. You are pretty. Beautiful. Gorgeous. We’re really lucky to have you in our lives. I want you to know how much I fucking love you, Rosalie.” I twined my fingers with hers.
“I know,” she murmured. “I love you guys, too.”
I leaned in and brushed my lips against hers, the sounds of the waves gently lapping at the shore.
“Only a few weeks until the engagement party,” I murmured. “Then only a few weeks after that until you’re my wife.” I kissed her again. “I can’t wait.”
She kissed me back for a moment before pulling away and staring out at the lake. She said nothing as she drank her wine, finishing it quickly.
“Are you OK?” I asked softly.
“Yes.” She nodded, her words soft. “I’m OK.”
I drained my glass before I cradled her face. “Sunshine, remember who I am.”
Her green eyes skirted my face as she looked at me.
“Your secret keeper. Talk to me. You’re unhappy. Let me make it right. Give me the chance to fix whatever is hurting you.”
She smiled sadly at me. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” I studied her. She’d been so quiet lately. I had no idea what was going on with her. I wasn’t sure if it was because Fox had started to withdraw and was spending a lot of time locked in his room away from everyone, or what. I knew it certainly wasn’t helping.
“Are you sure you want to marry me?”
I blinked in surprise at her question.
“Of course, I want to marry you. You know I do. Why are you asking me that?”
“It’s just… maybe Vander Veer is right. I’m too common. I don’t fit in?—”
“I don’t want you to fit in,” I said fiercely. “I want you to be my sunshine. You are the one who makes me happy. No one else will ever hold a candle to you, Rosalie. Ever. It is you now, and it will be you in a hundred years. I promise you that.”
“But—”
“No.” I silenced her with a kiss. “Only you ever.”
I kissed her again, lying her on her back and taking my time as I stripped her of her clothes before losing mine.
“I’m going to save us, baby.” I pushed into her tight pussy, making her moan softly.Damn, she felt like heaven.“Fuck, you take me so good. Goddamn, Sunshine.” I groaned as I slowly pumped in and out of her pussy, making love to her.
She raked her fingers through my hair. Goosebumps rushed across my skin as her tongue tangled with mine.
