-Stay.
He said and she stopped. Looked throught her shoulder at his face. He looked down then up into her eyes.
-Yeah?
-Just stay with me, Carol. Now. By my side.
Daryl whispered and grabbed her hand. Carol slowly sat down next to him.
-What? What do you want from me, Daryl Dixon?
-Will ya marry me?
Daryl said and looked into her eyes.
-W-what?
-I said will ya marry me woman?
Daryl repeated. Carol wipped her tears.
-Are you ser..
-Yes. So will ya Carol? Do ya want to be Dixon? Not Peletier. Forget 'bout your goddamn past? Your fuckin' ex? Will ya be mine? Only mine? Cook for me, hug me, kiss me, wake up next ta me, huh?
-Yes, Daryl. Yes!
Carol wraped her arms around his body, snuggled into his neck. Daryl pulled her away and kissed her passinately.
-I love ya, woman.
Daryl whispered in her ear.
-I love you too, Pookie.
Daryl smiled but then said.
-Don't call me Pookie, ok?
-Sorry baby.
Carol looked into his eyes, her eyes runs down to look on his lips. Daryl noticed her eyes on his lips and crushed his lips on hers. He grabbed her shirt, pulled his hand under her shirt, under her bra.
-Ya want me, Carol?
Daryl said against her lips. Carol nodded a little. Daryl pushed her carefully on the bed and pulled away her shirt, tunred off the light.
Mornin' was perfect. Strong arms were wrapped around her body. He loved her. All her parts of body.
-Love ya woman...
Daryl whispered and kissed softly her forehead.
She was his. Forever.