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Cute as a Button

Nothing smelled as good as a baby: Fresh and clean. Taking the little foot in her hand, Serena pressed a kiss on the baby's toes. For some odd reason, the thought of eating the baby popped into her mind. She had heard the phrase,"I can just eat this baby up!" But now she understood why! The sweet babe looked like a small dessert with fluff!

Molly smiled at her closest friend,"I didn't know you liked babies." It was odd. She had seen Serena with babies before and she would always find an excuse not to hold one. They were too fragile. All they did were cry. This is a new outfit.

"You know...you're right! I don't like babies, but seeing this perfect angel? And then Mrs. Jenkins and her precious daughter...I don't know, minds can be changed, right? Maybe I like them just a little..." A smile rested on her face before turning her attention back to little Tomiko.

Molly placed a spit rag on Serena's shoulder, her eyes sparkling,"Melvin is a good father. He woke up with him every single time he cried last night. One thing is for sure, I don't think we will ever sleep again!" Right after graduating, Melvin and Molly had gotten married. Melvin loved Molly, no, mooned over her. Never had two people been so sick in love!

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Darien lifted his eyes from his college books once more. His glasses were perched on his nose, his mind being pulled in two directions. His fiancé pulled his arm,"Darien, are you paying attention?"

Blue eyes looked up. Time to give up. He had read the same sentence five times and still couldn't remember what it said. He needed to study. Nope. It wasn't going to happen. He closed his book and met eyes that were studying him,"Yes, I am. You were telling me how wonderful it was to see Molly, you said she didn't even look like she had a baby, you spoke of Melvin's new job, and you proceeded to tell me about how you like babies now, and then you were showing me several pictures of Tomiko. I saw the photo Melvin sent through text, I'm not sure why we must look at the hundreds you took today?"

She pushed the home button on her phone to close out of the photos,"Well, I am sorry if you fail to realize just how cute babies are-"

"I didn't say babies aren't cute, I just have a big exam this week and I need to stay on top of my studies."

There was a silent break between them. "You are always studying, Darien. You just graduated college and then you went and re enrolled in another class? I don't understand. I thought you were almost done with all of these books? It's like being a doctor has consumed you."

Slow, Darien. "I did graduate college, but med school is after that. Once I finish that, I can get a job-"

"You have a job."

"A medical assistant isn't the job I want, Serena, I want to be a doctor. W e talked about this. I want to help others and be able to make a life worth living." He stood then. Maybe it was a good time for a jog. His head was already clouded from all of the terminology he had to learn, his fiance's emotions were not helping.

Serena could already feel the tears well in her throat,"Is your life not grand enough? We have each other, Darien. How long until we finally start a life together? You haven't even set a date for the wedding. Molly and Melvin already have a sweet baby, and we-"

"Just because Molly and Melvin are at a certain chapter of their life doesn't mean it's time for us to read ahead. We go at our own pace, Serena, this isn't a race."

And the truth finally came out. Darien eyed his fiancé carefully. For the past few days, she had been distant and distracted. Not able to put his finger on the problem, he waited. If it bothered her enough, Serena would open up about it...it just usually happened all at once and when her emotions were running high.

"...So do you even want to marry me, Darien?"

This was laughable! "Serena, I am going for a jog. I put that ring on your finger with a promise. Do you really think my love is that fickle?"

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It was a perfect evening for a jog. The night was clear and the wind was perfect. It kept him cool as he sprinted once more around the school track. Coming to a stop, he wiped his forehead.

Does she really think I don't want to marry her? Her emotions change like the weather! One day, it is sunshine and the next it is rain! Is it really a problem that I want to get a good Job so I can provide For her? I just want her happy...I want her to feel secure...

His thoughts were interrupted as a couple squealed in utter delight across the track. The park was lit and right across the way. Darien walked leisurely to get a closer view. Though he couldn't understand all their conversation, a few words and gestures gave him an idea of the scenario.

The man was on his knee, the woman flooded in tears. A ring sat perfectly on her slim hands. The couple embraced. One single phrase he could register,"I want to grow old with you."

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The ice cream didn't help. Serena sat on her balcony with a spoon in her mouth. Why did she always turn to food? I'm surprised I am not fat yet. Ugh. I feel awful. I'm wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong! The diamond on her finger glimmered in the moonlight. I can be so silly with my emotions, sometimes.

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She could feel him. Turning, her blue eyes focused on the object of her love. He was still in his jogging suit, his hair tousled from the windy night. A smile rested on his face and a single red rose was in his hand. Would she ever get use to him scaling walls and jumping high? The benefits of being a super hero. "Hi, Bunny."

She took the flower in her hand,"Darien, I was wrong. I'm sorry. I just...I don't know. I saw the baby and a few weeks ago we got an invitation to another friend's wedding, and-and-"

Their lips met. Gently. A laugh caused them to break apart,"Oh, Darien, I can be so silly."

"...that's why I love you. Because you're you. I want to marry you, Serena. I want to have fights and make up with you. I want to eat your horrible cooking and wake up with you beside me."

Serena let out a loud chuckle,"My cooking is what?!"

"...and I want to have beautiful babies with you, and grow old with you...I love you." He nuzzled her neck with his nose. Kissed her neck softly.

"I love you, too, Darien...we can wait, I don't mind...you're all I want, nothing else."

A rap at Serena's door caused the two lovers to separate. A loud male voiccould be heard,"Young lady, it's bed time. Are you watching a movie this late?" Her father! Pushing Darien away, she smiled as brightly as the sun.

"Go! He'll have a fit if he knows you're here!"

One last kiss.

"Yes, daddy, I'm going to bed now!"

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Love doesn't compare to others. Love takes its time, unselfishly gives to the other. Waiting. Wanting. Love takes one step at a time. And when it does that, it grows even more stronger.