Chapter 12- Strange feelings + confession= Proposal?

Sunlight was bathing Peter's body as he lay in his bed. He hadn't felt Wendy leave his side. Peter lay on his back, wondering what to do.

Ever since Peter had brought Wendy to Neverland, he'd been developing strange feelings. It's rather hard to describe, but one word sums all of these new feelings up- love. Was he going crazy? Were these new feelings of love and romance going to drive him insane? Better yet, could he control them?

Peter sat up on the foot of the bed. Peter closed his eyes and asked God to assure him that he could somehow control these new feelings. He asked for guidance as to what to do about his current situation, for help in making the right choice, and that his Wendy lady would be happy with whatever that choice was. All he wanted was for her to be happy; that's all he ever cared about.

Peter sat praying until night came upon the horizon. Wendy ran through the door. Slowly, Peter stood up, not realizing that Wendy's hands had already wrapped themselves around his waist. Wendy brushed her lips against his. Peter's face reddened instantly. "Wendy lady, why are you doing this?" He asked.

"I do this, because of who you are. Without you, my stories mean nothing; my life has no purpose or romance. Peter Pan, I love you." Wendy said, pulling Peter closer to her. Peter was getting nervous; he'd never been so close to someone in his life.

Wendy could feel her love for him threatening to boil over. She wanted to show Peter how she really felt about, even if, though she didn't know this at the time, that she was the enemy's target. Peter was about to speak, when she silenced him with a very sweet and passionate kiss.

Peter realized what Wendy had been talking about on the night they'd met. She loved him; she truly, loved him with all of her heart and soul. But was this really all love was, or did it go further? Was romance really like this, just simple embraces and kisses, or could it escalate to so much more?

Wendy released her grip on Peter. "I understand." Peter said. "Understand what, Peter?" Wendy asked. "I understand what love really means. Love is what we crave as lovers; it is something to be shared in a relationship. Wendy lady, I want to ask you something, but I don't know what to say." Peter said.

"Then let me answer your question for you, my love." Wendy said. She embraced Peter and kissed him. Peter was getting very nervous now; not only because of the close contact but because she'd called him 'her love.'

"Yes, I will marry you Peter." Wendy said softly. What is marriage? Peter thought. Then the answer came to him; it was a bond of love and the unity of two people. Peter wanted nothing more than to be with Wendy forever, to be intimate with her, to kiss her beautiful face, to hold her delicate body in his arms. Her answer was that starting point of their marriage; Peter just had to "seal the deal" so to speak.