My eyes fluttered open. I was lying on his muscular chest. One of his arms was thrown around my waist, holding me close to him, and his other hand was lightly tracing patterns on my bare back. I sighed, stretching a little. "I see you're awake, love." I responded by nuzzling into him. He gave a soft chuckle. "And," he cleared his throat, "I even put you to sleep, like I said." I laughed, playfully hitting him.
I lifted my head so I could look upon his sexy face. "I love you, Marshall."
"I know. I've always known. And I love you too, even if I didn't do a great job to show I do."
"Oh, trust me, last night was all the proof I needed," I giggled.
He smiled, and lifted his head to meet his lips with mine. My hands cupped his face as I deepened the kiss. His arm tightened around me in response and I could literally feel him never wanting to let me go. "I need you so much," he murmured against my lips. And then it hit me. I pulled away from him.
"What's wrong," he asked.
"I need to tell Cake about us. And about you changing me."
"Kitty's gonna freak," he groaned.
I sighed. "I know. But, she'll just have to get over it. This is my life. Not hers."
I smiled deeply at that. "You talk to Cake, and I'll talk to my mom." And then he laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"To be honest, my mom had already considered us a couple looong before we got together. She won't be surprised. She would even threaten to tell you how I felt herself and even turn you."
I laughed. "Well, I'm glad she likes me. Now, to get Cake to like you. Or, at least, tolerate you." I climbed out of the bed, going to the pile of clothes at the foot of it. As I reached for my bra, I felt his gaze burning into me.
I locked eyes with him. He had his hands behind his head with a lustfully deep smirk as he watched me start to get dress. "What's wrong? Miss my touch already?" I slipped on my shirt.
"Of course I do. I just want you to climb back in bed with me so I could love your body continuously." His eyes held playfulness and I matched his smirk.
"You'll just have to wait until later," I teased.
He play-groaned. "Later is sooo far away," he said. I laughed, slipping on my shoes and backpack.
I went to him and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "Later."
I sat there on the sofa as Cake glared at me. I had told her everything, well everything except me losing my virginity to a Vampire King, and was awaiting her response. My stomach was twisting with nervous butterflies. Finally, she sighed and her glare turned into a small smile. "Well, honestly, I've always known you had these strong feelings for him, even when you didn't realize it yourself. And if he makes you happy, then I guess I can tolerate him. Just remember, you have eternity to live with the decision of choosing him over anyone else." I knew she was really referring to Prince Gumball. I sighed internally. He would soon find out about me and Marshall.
But, I knew that I was making a great decision.
Marshall Lee is and will forever be the best decision of my life.