Chapter Three
"Ouch!" Alison yelled, as she almost tripped over a branch. Rafe caught her in his arms before she fell. Rafe had blindfolded her in the cab with a black scarf for hers. Alison was completely disoriented and had no clue where they could be, all she knew was they definitely weren't at the gym or the apartment. It couldn't be their barn because she didn't smell those purple wildflowers. After Rafe asked the cabdriver to drop them off, he'd begun leading her through a wooded area for more than ten minutes now.
"Rafe? Where on earth are we?!" she asked.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulders to guide her. "We're almost there, just hold on to me okay?" Rafe said, trying not to laugh at her. He had to admit, she looked pretty ridiculous stumbling around like that, but nonetheless she managed to be cuter than ever.
Rafe stopped walking- they were finally there. "Are we here? Rafe can I PLEASE take off my blindfold now?" Alison pleaded.
"Okay Angel. You can look now." Rafe smiled, untying the blindfold and then pulling it from around Alison's head. She uncovered her eyes to see a small yellow house standing in front of her. It had light blue shutters and small white window boxes under the windows, filled with white roses and pansies. Trees with red and golden leaves were everywhere. The house had a white porch and wooden porch swing. A short white fence with vines climbing up each post surrounded the small yard. The house looked like it had been built in the 1940's or 1950's.
"Rafe?" She reached for him and brought him closer to her. She didn't quite understand yet.
Rafe beamed. "You like it??" He asked, eagerly.
"Well, it's-it's beautiful! I love it! But Rafe, what are WE doing here? It looks like someone lives here already." Alison began to smile.
"Now that we're here, someone does live here. Don't you want to go inside and see what our new home looks like?"
"Our.home? What?!" His whole face smiled at her as Alison processed the words that he had just said.
"RAFE!!!" She squealed happily. "Oh my God! Our home? This place is so pretty! The woods and the flowers- and I love it! I love you!" Alison pulled Rafe to her and showered him with little kisses.
"How in the world did you do all this? Without me knowing?!" She asked. He simply gave her another boyish grin and led her up to the porch.
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They stood on the porch smiling as Rafe pulled out a key from his pocket and was going to open the door. Suddenly he stopped.
"I almost forgot something."
"Hmm?" Alison asked, blissfully.
"I have to carry you over the threshold, Mrs. Kovich."
She was so incredibly blessed to have him. How did he plan all this own his own? It must have taken forever.
"I love it when you call me that. I truly am the happiest, luckiest girl in the world."
Rafe bent down to meet her lips and gave her a soft kiss. Alison kissed him back and loosely wrapped her arms around his neck as he scooped her up and unlocked the door, pushing it open with his foot.
As he let her down, she discovered the house was already totally furnished. Decorated with warm tones like deep reds and greens. A sofa and loveseat sat in the living room and a small mahogany coffee table with a pink rose in a vase sat in the center of the room. Some scented candles and black and white photographs of the two of them sat on the fireplace mantle. The wood- burning fireplace was already filled with crackling logs and flames.
Alison's eyes filled with joyful tears, one tear escaped and fell down her right cheek. "My God. You-did you do all this?" she said quietly, totally in awe.
He moved to her holding her face in his hands, and looking into her eyes. "I couldn't have done this without Lucy. You know how bad I am at decorating," He joked. "It was hard work keeping it from you, but just seeing your face and looking into your eyes-seeing how happy you are. It makes it all worth it."
Covering Rafe's hands, which cradled her face, her lips curved into a smile. She could no longer hold in her tears. There wasn't anything she could say to show him how much this meant to her.
"I love you, Rafe."
"I love you too." He replied.
"Now, all I'm wondering is- how am I ever going to be able to repay you?" She laughed. He knew where Alison was going with this, and it excited him.
"Hmm. I don't know. I mean, this whole house IS pretty nice." Rafe chuckled. Alison laughed back and gazed into his eyes.
"You're right. What about you show me our bedroom?"
She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly. His hands begun to get lost in her hair. His lips captured hers and Alison grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him to her so their bodies touched. His kisses trailed to the spot on her neck right under her ear.
"Umm. Rafe."
"Hmm?" he mumbled, his lips still pressed against her neck, tickling her.
"The bedroom." She laughed. He passionately kissed her lips, his tongue teasing and tasting her. Rafe picked her up once more and her legs wrapped around his waist, the whole time never breaking their kiss. Rafe carried his bride off to the bedroom.
A/N: LOL. I know, I know. The parallel to Gracie's story. I swear to you, I had this written over a month ago. But I suppose this is what happens when you're a slacker like me! haha. Hope you are enjoying. R & R. :P nat.
"Ouch!" Alison yelled, as she almost tripped over a branch. Rafe caught her in his arms before she fell. Rafe had blindfolded her in the cab with a black scarf for hers. Alison was completely disoriented and had no clue where they could be, all she knew was they definitely weren't at the gym or the apartment. It couldn't be their barn because she didn't smell those purple wildflowers. After Rafe asked the cabdriver to drop them off, he'd begun leading her through a wooded area for more than ten minutes now.
"Rafe? Where on earth are we?!" she asked.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulders to guide her. "We're almost there, just hold on to me okay?" Rafe said, trying not to laugh at her. He had to admit, she looked pretty ridiculous stumbling around like that, but nonetheless she managed to be cuter than ever.
Rafe stopped walking- they were finally there. "Are we here? Rafe can I PLEASE take off my blindfold now?" Alison pleaded.
"Okay Angel. You can look now." Rafe smiled, untying the blindfold and then pulling it from around Alison's head. She uncovered her eyes to see a small yellow house standing in front of her. It had light blue shutters and small white window boxes under the windows, filled with white roses and pansies. Trees with red and golden leaves were everywhere. The house had a white porch and wooden porch swing. A short white fence with vines climbing up each post surrounded the small yard. The house looked like it had been built in the 1940's or 1950's.
"Rafe?" She reached for him and brought him closer to her. She didn't quite understand yet.
Rafe beamed. "You like it??" He asked, eagerly.
"Well, it's-it's beautiful! I love it! But Rafe, what are WE doing here? It looks like someone lives here already." Alison began to smile.
"Now that we're here, someone does live here. Don't you want to go inside and see what our new home looks like?"
"Our.home? What?!" His whole face smiled at her as Alison processed the words that he had just said.
"RAFE!!!" She squealed happily. "Oh my God! Our home? This place is so pretty! The woods and the flowers- and I love it! I love you!" Alison pulled Rafe to her and showered him with little kisses.
"How in the world did you do all this? Without me knowing?!" She asked. He simply gave her another boyish grin and led her up to the porch.
**********
They stood on the porch smiling as Rafe pulled out a key from his pocket and was going to open the door. Suddenly he stopped.
"I almost forgot something."
"Hmm?" Alison asked, blissfully.
"I have to carry you over the threshold, Mrs. Kovich."
She was so incredibly blessed to have him. How did he plan all this own his own? It must have taken forever.
"I love it when you call me that. I truly am the happiest, luckiest girl in the world."
Rafe bent down to meet her lips and gave her a soft kiss. Alison kissed him back and loosely wrapped her arms around his neck as he scooped her up and unlocked the door, pushing it open with his foot.
As he let her down, she discovered the house was already totally furnished. Decorated with warm tones like deep reds and greens. A sofa and loveseat sat in the living room and a small mahogany coffee table with a pink rose in a vase sat in the center of the room. Some scented candles and black and white photographs of the two of them sat on the fireplace mantle. The wood- burning fireplace was already filled with crackling logs and flames.
Alison's eyes filled with joyful tears, one tear escaped and fell down her right cheek. "My God. You-did you do all this?" she said quietly, totally in awe.
He moved to her holding her face in his hands, and looking into her eyes. "I couldn't have done this without Lucy. You know how bad I am at decorating," He joked. "It was hard work keeping it from you, but just seeing your face and looking into your eyes-seeing how happy you are. It makes it all worth it."
Covering Rafe's hands, which cradled her face, her lips curved into a smile. She could no longer hold in her tears. There wasn't anything she could say to show him how much this meant to her.
"I love you, Rafe."
"I love you too." He replied.
"Now, all I'm wondering is- how am I ever going to be able to repay you?" She laughed. He knew where Alison was going with this, and it excited him.
"Hmm. I don't know. I mean, this whole house IS pretty nice." Rafe chuckled. Alison laughed back and gazed into his eyes.
"You're right. What about you show me our bedroom?"
She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly. His hands begun to get lost in her hair. His lips captured hers and Alison grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him to her so their bodies touched. His kisses trailed to the spot on her neck right under her ear.
"Umm. Rafe."
"Hmm?" he mumbled, his lips still pressed against her neck, tickling her.
"The bedroom." She laughed. He passionately kissed her lips, his tongue teasing and tasting her. Rafe picked her up once more and her legs wrapped around his waist, the whole time never breaking their kiss. Rafe carried his bride off to the bedroom.
A/N: LOL. I know, I know. The parallel to Gracie's story. I swear to you, I had this written over a month ago. But I suppose this is what happens when you're a slacker like me! haha. Hope you are enjoying. R & R. :P nat.