~A short snippet following the romance of Noble and Trisha.
“Trish I’m not going to play games with you. Call me unromantic if you will.”
She stood still, stunned into silence.
Her deep brown eyes widened into ovals.
“I’ve called you father, I’ve asked his blessing. I’ve prayed about this to God, and felt His peace about it. You’re the one that I want.”
She glanced away and I cupped her face with my hand, gently turning her back to me.
“The only one,” I continued, “and you want me too,” I said with more confidence than I felt.
I shoved my doubts down and inwardly rebuked them.
I had prayed for a sign and God had given me the dream.
She wanted me.
She loved me.
And she had cried over me.
I had to believe that dream was from God.
I had made a choice to take God at His word and I wasn’t going to back down now…especially being in such hot water.
I was throwing my heart on the line here.
“I love you,” I rasped, looking clearly in her eyes.
My gaze flickered over to her lips before lifting again.
“Noble,” she breathed and moved to inch back.
“No,” I protested and gripped her shoulders.
She wouldn’t evade the subject again.
She would listen.
And she would give me a yes or no answer.
I don’t know what was keeping her away from me.
What was this inner mindset that she had that played in her head like a riddle?
Why did she insist on seeing herself as a single woman forever?
Was this born out of pride or poor self-evaluation?
My hands gentled on her shoulders as I felt her body relax.
“Say it,” I said moving my face near hers.
Her eyes became pools of tears.
“Say it,” I repeated pressing my forehead against hers.
I felt her stiffen and then tremble.
Her bottom lip quivered in the frosty air before she let out a choked, “I love you,”
It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.
Tears streamed down her eyes and made trails on her cheeks.
“I love you too,” I said happily and backed away just enough so I could cup her face with both of my hands.
“Now finish it beloved,” my voice richened with emotion.
“Yes. I’ll marry you,” the words came out like tears and at the sight of her open mouth I bent my neck to take in her lips.
I felt her mouth before I touched it.
It was like an electric pull—and then softness—moist delicious softness.
My heart ached the more I kissed her.
Our breaths mingled in the air and were visible as their heat melted the cold around them before frosting.
Her hands slid up my arms and then around my neck.
I forced myself to pull away before passion could even have the chance of taking over.
In her eyes I saw a new sparkle.
Her brown nose was rosy from crying.
She sniffled and then smiled the brightest smile I had ever seen her give.
I smiled in admiration as something like adoration swelled within my chest.
Bending down I kissed her forehead like I would a little girls’ and tugged her winter cap on more securely.
“There,” I said with a world of meaning behind that one word.
There it was done.
There she was mine.
There, fear had been dispelled.
There God had proven Himself faithful.
There, God had proven Himself generous in yet another way.
There, her cap was fixed.
There all doubts had been broken.
There, we’d spend the rest of our lives together.
There…
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