As the second song started playing Charlie continued to cradle Amita to its slow beating rhythm gently stroking her back with his hands. Their cheeks were now touching and Charlie felt he was getting lost in a world he never knew existed and let the feeling overpower him without protest. The music was almost hypnotizing and her body so close to his conveyed his every thought to near nothingness as he slipped further away in a world where only she mattered.

Amita who had been near desperation earlier that evening now let herself be swept away as she gently caressed Charlie's neck with her fingers to the rhythm of the song, sending shivers down Charlie's spine. Charlie's hands slowly moved up and down her back, him holding her so close and tight she whished this evening would never have to end. Over the past few weeks she had fallen in love with Charlie, or better said fallen deeper in love with him as she always had strong feelings for him, but the over time events had come in the way of her being able to show Charlie how exactly she felt for him. But tonight everything seemed to fall right into place.

"You look amazing." He whispered in her ear as one hand went up through her hair to the back of her head. He looked her straight in the eyes now; their lips only millimeters apart. As she gazed back into his eyes she slowly moved her arm to his shoulders.

"I had the whole evening planned in my head" Charlie whispered against her lips. "We were going to have a romantic candle lit dinner. We would talk about everything and anything before I would ask you to dance."

"So we skipped dinner and the talking, but we're dancing now just as you had planned. Now, what else was on the agenda?" Amita whispered back grazing his lips while she spoke.

"I'll show you" he replied as he pressed his lips against hers.

The kiss was sweet and soft, Charlie caressing Amita's lips ever so gently. Soon their lips parted and the kiss grew more intense, savoring each and every moment as they explored each other's preferences. Charlie's hands moved back down her back to her hips drawing her as close to him as he could possibly get her. Amita ran her hands through his hair, down his neck where she pulled him in even closer, as if that were even possible.

"Hmmmm" Charlie moaned with his eyes still closed as he gently broke off the kiss.

Amita had bright red cheeks and equally bright colored lips revealing that the kiss surely had its impact. She stared at him with a twinkle in her eye and giggled. Charlie had now opened his eyes and was smiling at her.

"You wait here" He said as he stepped away from her.

"Wait, Charlie, where are yo….?" Amita tried, but Charlie quickly leaned in for another breathtaking kiss making her almost dizzy.

After he broke off the second kiss, almost panting he told her again to stay put.

"I'll be right back" Charlie said planting a little kiss on her lips.

Amita nodded and waited while Charlie made a run for the kitchen. She ran her fingers past her lips as she relived the last kiss they shared and smiled. She wondered what he was up to, but thankfully didn't have to wait long for him to return.

Walking towards her he held a blanket, two glasses and a bottle of champagne. He put the bottle of champagne and the two glasses on the table and reached for Amita's hand as he led her to the couch draping the blanket over her.

"Still a few more things to do…" He said as he brushed his thumb past her lips.

"Before what?" Amita asked with a tease.

Charlie tilted his head and gave her a playful smile.

"No more spoilers. You'll just have to wait and see." He said and walked back into the kitchen. Upon return he had brought a plate with two giant chocolate éclairs covered in whipped cream and chocolate baklava soaked in honey placing it on the table along the champagne.

He sat himself down beside Amita and grinned at her.

"They might have ruined our dinner, but thankfully desert has been left unscathed" He said while pulling the table closer.

Charlie nestled himself next to Amita and under the blanket and reached for the champagne when Amita stopped him. Charlie merely smiled as he knew exactly what he was about to say.

"It's apple cider. I know you don't drink. Neither do I remember?" He said.

Charlie opened the bottle and filled the two glasses. He out his glass on the table and reached for the desert plate and locked eyes with her.

"The desert was the last on the planning but the most important." Charlie said in a serious tone as he handed her a spoon.

Amita now saw that there was a little envelope placed on between the two éclair and the chocolate baklava. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Charlie. He just nodded confirming that is was meant for her. She picked up the note. It felt heavy, like there was something in there besides a note.

Charlie quickly put down the plate on his lap and held her hands preventing her from opening the envelope.

"Read the note first" He said with a tremble in his voice.

Amita, now almost being consumed with curiosity nodded and opened the envelope. She read what Charlie had written on the note and tears started rolling down her cheeks.

The note said.

"My dearest Amita,

Words never come easy to me, but I want you to know that you swept me off my feet. You showed me a way of life I thought I would never be able to lead and I am eternally gratefully for that. You are my absolute everything, my whole world. I have thought long and hard what would be the best way to express the way I feel for you and I believe I have found exactly just that.

I can only hope you feel the same way.

Love Charlie."

Amita put down the note and kisses him passionately before reaching in the envelope to find out what Charlie had gotten her. Her hands trembled slightly as she pulled out a small pouch. It was a purple pouch with golden lace and it had some writing on it.

"For my one and only" It said.

As she wanted to open the pouch Charlie again placed his hands on hers. He swallowed before he opened his mouth. What he was about to say was hard on him.

"I just want you to know that it resembles the way I feel for you." He said softly." Here let me open it for you."

Charlie's fingers gently opened the pouch and pulled out a ring, silver with a pink rhodochrosite. Amita put her hands to her mouth as she stared at the ring.

"It's a friendship ring, old customs say that in the old days a man would give it to the woman of his dreams when they would court before asking her… to ehm… you know" Charlie explained.

Amita let him put on the ring before she threw her arms around him and kissed him. Charlie desirously returned the kiss and pulled her on top of him either of them now forgetting about everything they had been threw this night. They fully enjoyed each others caresses and kisses as they let themselves be carried away in ecstasy.

This night had started to wrong, but ended just right. Although to Charlie and Amita the evening had only just started.

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Fin