Erik was now with me most of the time. He and I would take long walks through the wood or to the creek on his property. We would usually just talk, him holding me protectively in his arms, caressing my cheeks, stroking my hair, or just holding me, gently yet protectively in his arms. Sometimes I would fall asleep, my head in his lap while he caressed my cheeks lovingly. His expression was always one of love, and of happiness. I knew that I wanted him. He was the one.
One month later
It was a day that I would never forget. We went on our daily walk and he was hiding something. I knew. He held me even more protectively than before, and he led me to my favorite spot, an emerald colored clearing in the middle of the forest. I felt his arms unwind from my waist and saw him standing before me. He said to me,
"I love you Christine. I never want to see you hurt, and I want you to be happy. My plea is this,"
he paused, took out a small box and got down in the emerald colored dewy grass. He then sang in his angelic tenor,
"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime,
Lead me, save me from my solitude,
Say you need me with you here, beside you,
Anywhere you go, let me go too,
Christine, that's all I ask of…" he opened the box and revealed a breathtaking ring.
"You," and he looked at me. I smiled and sang,
"Angel of music, guide and guardian,
Grant to me your glory.
Angel of music, hide no longer,
Secret and strange angel," I took a deep breath and spoke the one word that would decide my fate. "Yes,"
Erik slipped the beautiful ring upon my finger and I looked at it. It had a large diamond in the middle, surrounded by two rubies, one on each side, and two onyx, on each side of the rubies. The stones were on a silver band with roses carved into it, filled in by tiny rubies and emeralds. The ring obviously had costed a fortune, and I was glad. I was so happy that Erik had proposed. I had now what I wanted for 3 long years since he started teaching me. He stood and gave me a passionate kiss, his tongue plunging into the warm soft depths of my mouth. I loved that moment, and I felt his lips curl up inside the kiss. I knew that noting could ruin this moment. Or so I thought.