Penname: CullenBabe86
Original or Derivative (Fanfiction): Derivative
Rating/Warning(s)/Notes(s): Rated T, mature situations.
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Prompt: Afterglow
Definition: A broad high arch of whitish or rosy light appearing in the sky due to very fine particles of dust suspended in the high regions of the atmosphere. An afterglow may appear above the highest clouds in the hour of deepening twilight, or reflected from the high snowfields in the mountain regions long after sunset. The particles produce a scattering effect upon the component parts of white light. Commonly used to refer to the pleasant, "cuddly" feelings remaining after the main effects of the drug MDMA (ecstasy) have worn off. – wikipedia(DOT)com
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The rhythmic sounds hummed against the side of my face, lulling me into a sleepy state. The warm skin I was pressing up against and the piles of thick blankets covering us didn't help either.
The only think keeping me awake at this moment was the cool, unfamiliar weight resting on my left ring finger.
An involuntary smile made its way on my lips as I thought about the two carat ring nestled on my hand where it would stay for the rest of my life.
My eyes slid open, wanting to look at the former Mrs. Masen's ring. I studied the intricate designs woven along the platinum band, observing as it formed the prongs holding the three diamonds in place, as well as the six side stones.
It was easily the most beautiful ring I had ever seen.
Sighing softly, I tilted my hand, enjoying the way the sunlight caught and flickered off the facets of the stones, easily eye-catching.
I've been engaged for three hours.
I am now, as of 2 a.m. on December 25th, the future Mrs. Edward Anthony Masen, Jr. The afterglow of a beautiful proposal was still making me emotional, tears forming in my eyes at even the thought of the Adonis beneath me.
The slow, even breaths his chest drew my attention to the face of my fiancée.
I gazed at his facial features, taking in his strong jaw line and perfectly straight nose, the dark auburn lashes pressed flush against his high, angular cheek bones. His full, pouty lips were slightly parted as he breathed deeply.
Reaching my hand up, I brushed away the bronze fringe that fell over his eye lids, covering those entrancing emerald green eyes.
I smiled down at his sleeping form, completely in love and cherishing these precious moments.
A/N: I know it's not very long or good but this is the first thing that popped into my mind. I have pictures of the ring and the image that helped inspire this piece on my profile. Thanks for the read!