I swore I heard Bucky say yet even though it was quietly. I stared at him in shock for a few seconds with my heart feeling like I was about to have a heart attack or something. I just didn't feel right at all. I knew that I was extremely excited to hear him tell that guy at the park that he planned to never let me go. But hearing him say yet just did something extra to me. Of course I wanted to be his wife soon. My fingers were even trembling thinking about it. "Baby are you ok?" he asked. "Hey Steve I have to call you back." Both of our phones continued to buzz back to back. "Sarah… what's wrong?" I still couldn't say anything. What was I going to say? Bucky pulled me closer to him on the sofa and lifted me to sit in his lap.

"Sweetheart what's wrong? You can tell me anything. Are you ok?" he said as he held the sides of my face.

"Yes," I said faintly as tears formed in my eyes.

"Your hands are shaking. Baby what's wrong?"

"Umm… I… I just love you so much. You said yet after I told you that I was going to text people that we weren't getting married. I guess hearing the future possibility… just did something to me."

"Oh… well I hope it didn't scare you. I also didn't realize that I said that out loud. You must be rubbing off on me with saying things out loud that I'm thinking," he said with a gentle smile.

I wiped a tear from my face.

"I told you that my heart was yours forever and I mean it. I told you that I want you to be the mother of our kids. Sweetheart you are my future. Of course I want you to be my wife one day. I'm in love with you."

"I'm in love with you too."

"Does it… does it scare you that I love you enough to make you my wife one day?"

"No." I took a deep breath. "I don't think that scared is the right word. Especially for someone that I love as deeply as I love you. Bucky I love you… like would risk my life for you love you."

"I love you too… and would die for you in a heartbeat. What we feel for each other… I know it can be… I don't know… feel like a dream or fantasy at times. My love for you is real… and yes I want to be with you always. It's crazy how much I love and care for you. What I told that guy in the park was true. I don't ever plan to let you go… or give you a reason to want to go."

Bucky wiped a few tears from my face and gently kissed my lips. My God is he the sweetest man alive or what. I don't ever want to lose him. My gut feeling was right the first night that we talked.

"I… I never felt this strongly for any woman that I have ever dated. And I'm not even sure if scared is the correct word to describe my feelings for you. I'm scared to lose you. I know that I would never emotionally or purposely physically hurt you. Of course I have to work on the level of my strength to make love to you one day… that's what I mean by physically hurting you. I would never lay a hand on you. That's not how I was raised. I have too much respect for women in general."

That broke me. I had a flash of the day that my head split open and I needed stitches because of Michael. I started to cry and it wasn't a happy cry because of the sweet words that the man I loved just spoke.

"Sarah… Honey what's wrong?"

"Bucky… There's so much that I need to tell you about my ex. It seems like Steve never told you what happened because you never brought it up."

"Baby… what happened?"

"Sam doesn't even know what happened because I didn't want to make him upset when he came back from The Blip."

"Steve just made it seem like he cheated on you. What… What did he do?"

"Well… he also…"

"What? Tell me… please."

I took a deep breath. I hated reliving that moment but I wanted Bucky to know everything.

"Well… he was cheating on me. That part was true. I also found out that he was on drugs. Maybe he was always on drugs and I just didn't know because he hid it so well. So I confronted him when he came to my house. I told him that it was over and he apologized saying that the other girl was a mistake and he still wanted to be with me. He did admit to doing cocaine. He claimed that he wasn't addicted and only tried it a few times. Michael tried to hug me and plead with me to stay with him. I told him no and that it was over. I asked for him to leave my house and he yelled no. Then he started getting really angry and started to throw vases and framed pictures. I got so scared. He shook me and flung me around."

"What!"

"Yeah he got really violent," I said with my voice quivering. "He even swung at my head and missed and put a hole in the wall where my head would have been."

"Oh my God."

"Then he pushed me to the floor. I hit my head on the coffee table and there was blood everywhere."

"He's dead," Bucky growled.

"No Bucky. Please don't do anything. I don't even know where he is now."

Bucky's eyes were filled with tears. It was breaking my heart that he was feeling this anger due to my past.

"Luckily my neighbor found me when I crawled outside. I couldn't get up and could hardly see. She took me to the hospital. Steve, Nat, and my girlfriend Erica rushed to the hospital. I had to get stitches on my forehead."

"What did Steve do?"

"Well he basically wanted to kill him. So did a lot of the team and I had to beg them not to."

Bucky looked furious. I wrapped my arms around him to hug him. I didn't want him to get any angrier. I even noticed that he felt like he was slightly trembling. I didn't know if that was anger or his PTSD acting up. I read that anger, traumatic events, or even hearing about them could cause someone one to have an episode. I wanted to make sure that he was ok and calm him down. I held his face with both of my hands and looked into his eyes.

"Baby that was long ago. I know that you're just hearing about it now… but I'm ok. Trust me... he can't hurt me anymore. I… I… just started crying because I had a flash back of that day when you said that you would never lay a hand on me. And I believe you… I know that you're not that type of man. Unfortunately he was. And when the team found out they wanted to really hurt him. I begged them not to… because you know… I didn't want them to get in trouble… being public figures. I really had to beg Steve not to do anything. He was dead set on seriously hurting him. I never heard him curse so much in the years that I knew him."

"He loves you like a sister. Of course he wanted to fuck him up. In the public eye or not."

"I just didn't want anyone to get in trouble because of him. Thor… he wanted to straight up murder him by electrocuting him. He was so mad that his eyes were lighting up."

"He must have been crazy… especially knowing who you would tell."

Bucky's eyes gazed over my face as if he was searching for a scar. He moved my hair from my face and pointed to my forehead.

"Is that the scar?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"I am so sorry. No woman should have to go through that. I'm pretty sure Nat went off when she found out."

"She did… I made it a point not to tell her because I knew that she can go from smiles to murdering assassin in a second if someone hurt someone that she loved. She found out from the team anyway and wanted to kill him. She wasn't even trying to just hurt him. Clint wanted to kill him too. Do you know how hard it is to beg a former assassin/spy not to kill someone? It is not easy at all."

"Oh my God Baby… I had no clue that all of this shit happened to you," he said with his voice trembling. "Steve never told me this. I'm so sorry that you had to go through all of that."

"Thank you." I wiped the tears from his face. "A part of me being celibate for three years… was because I didn't trust my judgement. He seemed like a nice guy when I first met him and turned into a monster. Sometimes I think that I might just have been too emotionally vulnerable because it was soon after Sam blipped. There were probably red flags that I couldn't see or didn't want to… because I felt… I don't know. Maybe I felt like I just needed someone to help comfort me?"

"That's understandable. You lost so much. Both of your parents then thinking that Sam was dead. But Baby don't blame yourself for what happened."

"I try not to... but I feel so stupid at times that I didn't see the signs. Even when he started acting weird which later I found out was cocaine. I was blind to it all… thinking that things were going to just improve. He had believable excuses for things… when he was actually cheating. Yet I trusted him… so it wasn't even a thought that he was lying. I later saw proof with a picture that one of my friends showed me. Then I found her IG and saw pictures of them kissing with recent dates on the post. In a way I was glad that I found out so that I could end it. It just that… being put in the hospital was the outcome of me confronting him."

"And you don't see why Steve didn't care if he got caught hurting him?"

"Oh I know he didn't care. I just didn't want anything to happen to him. I don't want anything to happen to anyone that I love. I didn't even know that my male cousins were planning to beat him up until after it was done."

"As they should. I would have done the same if I were here."

"Well I would have begged you not to just like I did with the rest of the team. I didn't want anything negative to happen to them. So of course I wouldn't want you to get in trouble too."

"You do know that we are all trained to go incognito… and wouldn't have gotten caught right."

I sighed.

"That's not the point Bucky. Shit Nat and Clint were the best at that. I just didn't want there to even be a chance that the people I loved would have gotten caught."

"Did your cousins get caught?"

"No… and Michael didn't see their faces. I was scared that he would think that I was the one that got him hurt. I didn't know if he would try to hurt me again because he was attacked. Tony asked me to stay at the compound. I did for a while. That's when Nat trained me. I went back home after a few months. I now realize that I was being unnecessarily brave… because anything could have happened though I had guns on me at all times."

"Guns… as in plural."

"Um hum. One on each ankle and one strapped to my waist. In my head I thought I was a female John Wick. Remember Nat was one of my best friends. It was her mission to make me prepared for anything."

"Wow. I wonder why Steve didn't tell me any of this. He talked about you basically every time we talked on the phone."

"I don't know. I'm sure it had something to do with you recovering and not wanting to burden you with crazy things."

"Maybe. Umm… did you bring your guns here?"

"Only one. It's locked up in my suitcase. I had no need to feel like I needed to carry it while I'm here."

"Oh ok. How… How good did you get with hitting your targets when Nat trained you?"

"About 80% in two months."

"Wow 80."

"And that was with moving targets too… and rolling and flipping. I don't know why Nat thought that I was built to do FBI and spy moves? Well I am a dancer… so it was easier than I thought."

"Well I'm glad that you know how to protect yourself better. I'm just pissed by the way it happened."

"Yeah... it really fucked my head up though. To my friends I seemed optimistic about everything… but I was really terrified most of the time. I mean I definitely had trust issues the past three years. Guys would try to talk to me all the time and I would just get nervous. My girlfriends tried to get me to go on dates with guys they knew and I just said no or made up some excuse. I didn't want to go through any of that again; trusting someone to be faithful plus trusting that they were not going to physically hurt me. I… I had to get a restraining order against him… though a piece of paper doesn't really mean shit. I'm not even sure if Nat really didn't do anything to him. She could have hid what she did by keeping calm as if she never did anything. I mean she's been a spy forever. Plus Clint went rogue after he lost his family in The Blip. Nat told me that he was revenging a lot of people and killing them. All bad guys if that makes a difference. So I don't know if he did something to him too."

"You ever think to ask him?"

"No… like Nat I don't think that he would tell."

"I didn't know that about Clint with the going rouge thing. I just knew that he lost his wife and kids in The Blip."

"Yes… that was so heart breaking. I only lost one family member which wasn't even common. He lost his entire immediate family."

"That had to be hard."

"Yeah. I don't even think he went to therapy."

"Did you… Did you go to therapy after you were attacked?"

"No. It was suggested but I just dealt with it."

Bucky pierced his lips as if he had a difficult thought. "You know… it may not hurt to even go now even though it was three years ago." I sighed. I know his intentions are to help me but I really think that I'm ok now.

"I think I'm ok."

"I'm only suggesting this out of love."

"I know... and thank you. Maybe one day."

"The fact that you may consider it is a start. It helps."

I definitely didn't want to compare my issues with the shit that Bucky has been through. His trauma was way worse than mine. If I had to remember killing people that I didn't want to that would make me go insane.

"Bucky… I know that it helps. Please don't think that I'm dismissing the idea of therapy. I know that it helped a lot of people. And I definitely know that you've had to discuss painful things and you are still dealing with -."

"No I didn't take it that way Baby. I know you were not trying to compare our traumas in any way. Sweetheart… I just want you to have help if it's something that could be beneficial to you… that's all. You're my #1 concern in life if you haven't noticed. You're the love of my life."

"Bucky," I said with my voice quivering trying not to cry.

Bucky held my head and looked me in my eyes.

"As your man… it's my job to protect you and care for you in every possible way. Please understand that… ok."

"Ok."

I'm not even used to being loved this deeply by any man that wasn't related to me. I started to feel overwhelmed realizing just how much he loved me.

"Wow," I softly said.

"Yes, I love you more than anything in this world."

"That's… That's like the third time that you read my mind. Are you sure that your powers aren't just super strength?"

He gently smiled at me. "I'm just really in tuned to you." I stared at him for a few seconds. I was actually thanking God that he was mine.

"I love you."

"I know," he said then smirked. "Star Wars reference."

I giggled.

"Ok Han Solo."

"Sorry I had to do it," he laughed.

Bucky held me in his arms for a while caressing my back. I closed my eyes to get some rest. Being next to him felt so relaxing. He was really my peace. My wonderful thoughts about Bucky were interrupted when I thought of Bucky's question about asking Clint what may have happened to Michael. If Clint didn't do anything and Nat did I'm sure she would have told him. They were glued to the hip and have been through so much together. She was his kids God mother. For years I tried to ignore the fact that Nat or Clint could have killed Michael. Even though I hated his guts I never wanted his family to go through that type of grief. I really liked his mother. She was so sweet to me. I guess I gravitated to her more because I didn't have one. My eyes started to tear thinking of all the possibilities that could have happened to him because I had a former assassin best friend. Had… Wow that's so crazy that I have to make Nat past tense now. Oh my God I miss her so much. And her stubborn ass probably did kill him. If I put myself in her mindset… killing him would be as emotionally simple as taking out the trash. She wouldn't even lose sleep over it. I never wanted him dead.

My breath became broken as I tried to hide that fact that I was silently crying. That alerted Bucky that I wasn't ok. "Baby what's wrong?" he asked as he pulled me away from his chest to see my face. I started to cry more thinking about if he was killed. His mother would be devastated. I couldn't answer Bucky right away on why I was crying. Bucky just held me tighter in his arms and kissed the top of my head. "It's ok." The pain in his voice was too much for me. I think that I was crying for two reasons. If he was dead and my grief with Nat. I did most of my crying about her and Tony when I was in Maryland… and just tried my best to hold it together once we got here. I really wished that I didn't break down crying so I wouldn't have to explain all the reasons why. But we did promise to tell everything to each other. I know so much of his painful past and all the shit that he went through. And he wasn't even hesitant to tell me his life story… good or tortured.

"Bucky… I didn't tell Sam about Michael for the same reasons I never let it come up with you. I didn't want to upset you. Now my mind is just replaying when you said that you wanted him dead. I never wanted you to have that extra stress… knowing about my past. I wouldn't want to be the cause of you getting angry."

"No it's ok. I needed to know this. It's my job to protect you… so… please never be afraid to tell me anything."
"Oh… ok," I weakly said.

"Seriously Sarah. I know you're concerned about my PTSD… but there are things that I would still need to know to be able to protect you. I've been a soldier since 1945. Of course I would want to be able to protect you... physically and emotionally. You have to understand how much I'm in love with you."

"I'm in love with you too… that's why I didn't want to add any stress to your life."

"I know that's your reason Sarah. I can handle it. You trust me right?"

"Yes… with my life."

"So can we make a promise to be 100% completely honest with each other… no matter how scared we are to express our feelings," he asked.

"Yes," I breathed.

Bucky gazed at me for a few seconds. I gently smiled at him and lifted his hand to kiss it. He moved his hand to my face and caressed my cheek. "I love you so much Sarah Wilson." I was getting chocked up. "I love you too Bucky Barnes." He gently wiped my tears away and leaned in to kiss me. It was so passionate I couldn't help but to moan in his mouth. Then he kissed my forehead, eyes, and nose. Then kissed my lips again.

"I'm not going to let anyone hurt you. I got you… ok." I shook my head yes. I reached for his face and deeply kissed him. "I love you Bucky," I breathed in his mouth. "I love you too." He moved a lock of my hair behind my ear. Bucky quickly lifted me off his lap and laid me down on the sofa and started to grind his dick into my body. "Ohhh," I moaned. I started to pant reacting to his dick pressing against my clit.

"Oh my God… Oh Buck… Bucky."

"It's my job to protect you. I will never let anyone hurt you again," he said then kissed the shit out of me. It made me dizzy. All I could do was moan in his mouth and shiver as he rhythmically pumped his dick in between my legs. He stopped and looked at me. We both were breathing hard. "I fucking love you," he said. I smiled and felt a tear stream down my face. "I love you so much James Buchanan Barnes." He dove in and kissed me so passionately I swore I was going to come from the sensations of just his mouth. Bucky quickly pulled down his boxers and laid back on top of me. He started licking and sucking on my neck as he let his dick slide up and down my clit. His body felt amazing against mine. Bucky groaned in my ear and I felt a gush of wetness.

"Ohh… Ohhh… Buck… Bucky!"

"Fuck… you feel so good. Shit."

"Yes… Ohhh… Yes. Baby. Oh my God… Bucky… Bucky!" I moaned. I felt like I was going to come at any moment. "Shit... Oh my God… I can't wait to be your wife," I moaned out loud. Bucky abruptly stopped grinding his dick into me and pulled his face back to look at me. I was out of breath and it hit me what I had just moaned out. "You don't have to wait," he breathed. His words stunned me for a few seconds. "You don't have to wait to be my wife. I love you." I was speechless. I parted my lips to say something. My brain was still frozen stuck on his words that made me feel like I was exploding into a million pieces. He started grinding his body into me again.

"Ahhh… Ahhh… Bucky."

"Marry me… Marry me Sarah," he moaned.

"Oh my God… yes… yes… I'll marry you."

Bucky deeply kissed me and started grinding a bit harder on my clit. My legs started trembling. I felt like I was getting mildly electrocuted. Shit. He pulled away from my face breathing heavy.

"Do you trust me?" he breathed.

"Yes," I panted.

Bucky positioned the head of his dick to the entrance to my pussy. Oh my God he was going to make love to me! Shit. Was he ready? Was I ready? He slid slowly inside me. Once he was deeper than before it started to really hurt. I closed my eyes really tight and tried my best to hold in any sounds of pain. I didn't want him to be afraid or stop. I wound up murmuring anyway.

"You ok?"

"Yes… don't stop. I want you," I moaned.

Bucky slowly went deeper. I held my breath so that I wouldn't scream from the pain of him stretching me.

"Bucky!"

"Did I hurt you?" he gasped.

I was breathing hard trying to catch my breath. It did hurt but I didn't want to make him nervous and not want to try.

"Baby… just go slower," I panted. "I'm ok."

"Sarah."

"Well… it did hurt. But I'll be ok. I want you. I want you so much. Please…"

"Ok… I promise that I'll be careful and go really slow. Just say stop if you want me to stop."

"Oh ok," I moaned.

Bucky took his time going deeper inside me. It hurt and felt amazing at the same time. He softly kissed and sucked on my neck which distracted me a bit from the pain. "Oh my God," I moaned. I held on to him tightly panting as he slowly pumped his hips into me.

"Mmm… Ooh… Ooh… Bucky… Baby… I love you."

"I love you too."

"Oh my God. Buck- Ooh… Ooooh."

"Fuck you feel so good."

"Yeah."

"Yeah. Baby."

"Oohh… Ooh… Mmm."

Bucky deeply kissed me and ran his fingers through my hair. I gently bit his lip and he automatically pushed himself deeper.

"Oow!"

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry Baby," he said quickly.

"Ooh its ok," I panted.

"So now I know that biting my lip makes me lose all concentration."

I smiled at him then pulled his head back down to kiss me. I licked his lips then gently bit it again.

"It hurts good though," I breathed.

"It hurts good?" he said in a sexy tone.

"Yeah," I moaned in a high pitched tone.

"Like this."

Bucky pushed deeper. I squirmed under him from the pain.

"Oww… Oww… Oh God," I moaned.

"It hurts good baby," he said in my ear.

"Yes… Ooh… Ooh… fuck. Bucky."

"Oh my God your pussy is so fucking wet."

Bucky was completely inside me… well all that could fit. I loved the pleasurable pain that he was giving me. My pussy never felt this full and stretched in my life. He started to pick up his pace and each stroke felt orgasmic. I was moaning and screaming so loud because he felt so fucking good. "Yes… oh my God Bucky. Fuck me." Bucky started moving his hips in a circular motion as he pumped his dick in and out of me. I couldn't believe that he was actually fucking me. It felt better than any sex that I had in my life.

"Bucky! Oh shit. Yes! Yes!"

"Oh my God Sarah," he groaned.

He sounded so passionate that it was in the back of my mind that he would fuck me too hard by accident. I had to block that out of my mind and just concentrate on the sensations that he was giving me. It was like I was experiencing sex for the first time because it was on a different level. I never knew that sex could feel this good. With each stroke I screamed or moaned. His dick was driving my nerve endings crazy. Bucky started to fuck me at a different angle and it made me scream louder.

"Fuck! Oh my God. Buck… Bucky. Yes!"

"You like that," he breathed in my ear.

"Yes… Yes… Oh my God. You feel so good. Ooh… Ooh… Ooh Bucky!"

I was so loud that I was afraid that one of his neighbors would hear me. Thank God my brother's house was two doors down. Bucky's groans were in intoxicating. He sounded so sexy as he rhythmically melted into me.

"Tell me you're mine," he moaned.

"I'm yours… I'm yours. You know I'm yours."

"Tell me you're gonna be my wife."

"Oh my God. Bucky I'm gonna… I'm gonna be your wife. Oh Oh my God. Baby you're gonna make me come! Oh my God!"

"Yes Baby. Fuck… Sarah. I feel you coming on my dick Baby. Yes… yes… fucking come on my dick."

"Oh Shiiiit... Oh my God. Ohh… Ohh," I screamed and moaned as I continued to come.

"Oh Ooooh fuck!" he groaned loudly. I felt his come shoot deep inside me squirt after amazing squirt. "Oh God," he groaned as he twitched on top of me shoving his dick all the way to my cervix. Some of his strokes hurt more than the others but it wasn't enough for me to yell stop. He had me in some sexual trance taking all of his deep strokes. "Yes! Oh God!" I yelled out. His moans sound so fucking good. He continued to fuck me. I was still coming. I couldn't believe how long this orgasm was. I felt like I was going to hyperventilate at any moment. My eyes were closed so I didn't even know if his hands were in a fist or not. I didn't hear the sofa tear like it did earlier. My inner thighs felt so soaked as his come oozed out of me as he continued to fuck me. I couldn't stop shivering and twitching. Then like a slap out of nowhere I started to come again. I dug my fingers into his back holding my breath. I really didn't want to scratch his skin but I couldn't help myself. It was my first reaction when I started to come again.

"Sorry," I gasped once I took a breath.

"It's ok Baby you didn't hurt me."

I tried my best to pace my breathing. I was scared that I was going to hyperventilate again. My body was covered in sweat as Bucky laid on top of me twitching every once in a while. I think that I was in shock that we just made love. No correction. He just fucked the shit out of me. My God it was so hard to catch my breath. Bucky sat up and placed me on his lap and softly rubbed my back. "Baby... breathe slower." I shook my head yes and tried to pace my breathing. I was in awe that he learned how to control his strength just like that? He was so afraid of bruising me or accidently breaking a bone. He hasn't left my side since this morning so how did he figure out how to control his strength in a day? Once I was breathing better he kissed my lips then my forehead. He laid me back down on the sofa and rested beside me. Tears started to stream down my face. I was so happy as the realization sunk in that we just made love and that he asked me to marry him.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked with concern.

"No… Bucky… you didn't hurt me. I'm not crying due to pain. I'm just happy."

Bucky started to smile and gently wiped the tears from my face.

"I figured out how to make love to you," he said proudly.
"Ahh… How?"

"I can't explain it. Very very deep concentration… and I wanted to make love to my fiancé more than anything. So my brain did whatever it had to do."

"Oh Wow… like mind over matter."

"I guess so."

Oh my God I just realized that he called me his fiancé.

"Bucky… you just called me your fiancé for the first time," I said with my voice breaking.

"Yes… because you are," he said in the sexiest voice.

Holy shit I'm engaged to Bucky Barnes. He softly kissed my lips and ran his fingers through my hair. I wanted this exact moment to last for hours. I concentrated on the scent of his skin. The weight of his body on top of mine. The sensation of his fingertips caressing my scalp. I need to remember all of this forever. I'm going to have to add this to my diary that I started last night when I couldn't sleep.

"Bucky," I breathed.

"Yes sweetheart?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"That was the best… physical and emotional sensation that my body has ever had. Here… except my imaginary gold medal for the best lover of my life."

Bucky chucked. I held up my hands pretending that I had a medal to put over his neck he went along with it and ducked his head. He even pretended to adjust it around his neck and bite the medal.

"I'm honored to accept the medal. I worked hard for it."

"Yes you did. You definitely deserve it."

We both started to laugh.

"You are amazing Sarah. I don't know how I'm going to keep my hands off you. I'm going to want to fuck you 5… 6 times a day. My dick is addicted to your body."

"Wow… 5… 6 times per day. You do know that I need my legs to walk right," I laughed.

"Well I'll warm you up to that… deal?"

"Ok deal." I bit my bottom lip looking into his blue eyes.

"Are you sure that I didn't hurt you when I stared to fuck you deeper?"

"It did hurt… but not enough for me to say stop."

"Sorry. I was trying my best to adjust."

"No... it felt amazing. It was a pleasurable kinky pain."

"Well you were screaming like crazy. That shit turned me on so much. God I had to concentrate so hard not to go too far or too hard. Shit and when you came… and when I came in you."

"Yes… that was amazing," I breathed.

"You took the words right out of my mouth."

Bucky started to caress my stomach then licked kissed my breast. He looked up and me and gently smiled.

"You know we could have just made James the third right now," he said lovingly.

"I'm ok with that," I breathed.

He smiled at me. "Wow… I just made love to my fiancé. Please pinch me to make sure that I'm not dreaming." I pinched his butt and he jerked and laughed.

"I didn't mean my butt. I'm ticklish there."

"Well I guess that's paaaay backs for the park."

"Now you know… I can pin you down and tickle you for as long as I want to."

"Please don't," I laughed. "I am waaayyy too sensitive for that. It wouldn't be fair to me at all."

"Hmmm," he mused as if he was thinking about not listening to my plea.

"Don't… I'll suck your dick," I said quickly.

His eyes widened. It was the first thing to come to mind that would guarantee him not tickling me to death.

"Really?"

"Anytime."

It would have been this very second I would try but I had to pee. I excused myself started to walk to the bathroom. I felt his come oozing out of me and smirked to myself due to how kinky that felt. After I peed I noticed that Bucky had a few washcloths folded at the corner of the sink. I wet one and put some liquid hand soap on it and wiped his come off my inner thighs and cleaned up the best that I could. When I came out of the bathroom Bucky was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone with a look of amazement. "What is it?" I asked. He looked up at me and smiled then handed me his phone. I reached for it and looked at the screen. "Look at the last message from Strange." My eyes fixated to look for his name so that I knew that I was reading the correct message.

'I did see this as an outcome. I can see the possibility of many futures. All scenarios weeks, months, or longer had you two getting married and being happily married. Literally all of them," Strange said.

"Oh my God… Wow," I gaped in a bit of shock.

"Strange knew that we were getting married this entire time."

"Wow… he said every scenario that he saw... whether it was soon, months from now, or longer."

"Sarah… it definitely wouldn't have been longer. Not with how much I want you. Nothing was going to stop me from making you my wife. I knew that I wanted to change your last name the night that we met in person."

"Really," I said with my voice breaking.

"Yes."

"Wow. Oh my God."

I thought about the park and the overwhelming feeling that I had when I realized that I was in love with him. Why should I keep that moment to myself? There was no need to be afraid of our feelings anymore. I wanted him to know that I wanted to be his forever from the start.

"Bucky."

"Yes?"

"Umm… I want to tell you something."

"What is it?"

I gently smiled.

"Well. I knew that I fell in love with you at the park. It literally hit me that I wanted to be your wife one day. Also, I kinda day dreamed about it the first night at the lake."

"For real Baby?" he breathed.

I shook my head yes and tears started to fall. I was just too happy in this moment. My dreams of having a man that loves me deeply were coming true. All of this really feels like a dream. I can't believe that all of this is my reality now. Being in love with a 106 year old super solider who looks like he's in his late 20's that I read about as a child is my reality. "It was the most beautiful day dream," I softly said while caressing his face. "Well I'm glad that we can make that a reality now."

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