Brittany laid by the fire while Mike cleared away the rubbish and the glasses. When Mike came back and sat down, he gently lifted Brittany's head up, and rested it in his lap. Gazing up at Mike, she smiled. "So what have you go planned for us tomorrow?" Mike put a hand on Brittany's stomach, tracing circles around her bellybutton. "Well, a nice late lay-in, then I was thinking we could go to lunch in the local town centre. Some shopping after that. Then we're coming back here and I am cooking you dinner." Brittany sat up, wrapping her arms around Mike, "Sounds like the best anniversary ever," she said, nuzzling Mike's neck. "Glad you like it, my angel." "Like?" Brittany grinned, "I love it, my prince!" "Prince hey?" Mike smirked, "Well, I best give my princess the royal treatment then." Before Brittany could ask what that exactly meant, Mike had latched on to Brittany's neck, continuing from where they'd left off earlier. Mike now also used his teeth to lightly graze Brittany's skin, causing her to shiver. Brittany moved her hand from Mike's knee where it had been resting, up to his inner thigh. As she started to massage the skin there, Mike lightly bit Brittany's neck, causing her to gasp ever so softly.

"Sorry," Mike whispered, trailing kisses to her cheek. "Don't be," Brittany whispered back, "It was pretty..." She'd now moved her hand inside his shorts, teasing him with a finger, "Hot." She turned her head slightly to the side, her lips connecting with Mike's, she pressed teasing kisses. "Ohh Britt." His hand had made it's way to her chest. Mike's thumb flicked lightly over Brittany's nipple. She moaned softly as the kisses became more hungry. As Mike lightly pinched and tugged on her nipple, Brittany's hand moved onto him properly, fully grasping and caressing his length. As the kisses got more passionate and deep, Brittany quickened her pace, and Mike massaged Brittany's soft breast. As Mike came, he nipped Brittany's lip and squeezed her breast one last time before taking his hand away, and stroking her hair. While gently kissing Mike, Brittany took her hand out of Mike's shorts, placing it on his shoulder, her other hand on his chest, over his heart. "Wow," she breathed, breaking the kiss, resting her forehead against Mikes. "I know baby girl." Brittany let out a little giggle, "Now you've got to change your shorts... Sorry!" "It's ok bumblebee. You're more than worth it," he winked. "Well I have an idea. You go get changed. And then we could lay by the fire." Mike brushed her cheek with his free hand, then stood up, smiling down at her. "Back soon," he winked as he walked away.

Mike went and got new shorts out of his bag, and on the way to the bathroom, he put the shorts he was wearing into the washing machine. Then in the bathroom as he cleaned up ad put the new shorts on, Mike grinned to himself. He wanted to get the ring out now and propose. It was so tempting. But as Mike told Brittany earlier, he had tomorrow all planned out. He just left out that after dinner he was going to ask her to marry him. On his way to the lounge, Mike stopped by the bedroom again, and picked up the blanket that was folded on the end of the bed. As he got back to the lounge, Brittany was starting to pull her hair back. "Stop," Mike said, sitting down beside Brittany. "Why?" she smiled, a hint of curiosity in her voice. Mike wrapped the blanket around them both, his arms at her waist. "I like your hair down," he kissed her cheek, and then held her against his chest, carefully laying back against the pillows. Brittany smiled as she laid there, wrapped in the blanket and her boyfriends arms, as she slowly fell asleep to the rhythm of his heartbeat.