"Where are we going tonight?" Tony asks her. "Because I don't think either of us has made any reservations."
Angela turns to sit on her hip and face him. "What do you feel like having? Because I could still call and try and get a reservation."
Tony puts his hand on her knee, as she has pulled her legs up. "I don't care what we're having as longs as we're there together."
"Well we just had a burger, so a dinner is out of the question." Angela contemplates for a second. "I really don't feel like French cuisine and to be honest, if we're having Italian… I'd rather eat your cooking than a restaurants." Tony squeezes her leg.
"Thank you sweetheart." He smiles. She puts her hand over his.
"So what is left for us? Mexican?" she asks as Tony shakes his head. "You feel like Chinese?" Tony shakes his head again. "Oh wait.. there is this new Indian place that has just opened I think about two months ago. I could try to get us a reservation there. I've read the reviews and the food sounds very tasty." Tony side-eyes her and sees her smile. "Sure, let's do that. That sounds good."
When they arrive back at the house Angela immediately looks for the flyer she received a couple of weeks ago and dials the number. Tony brings the bags up to their room. When he comes down he hears Angela making the phone call from the kitchen. When he comes in, she just finishes the phone call and hangs up. Because she is now pinned behind the door. Tony immediately pins her and kisses her.
Tony pulls back and caresses her cheek. "So were you able to make the reservation?"
Angela wraps her arms around his neck. "Did you ever doubt me?" She takes his lips to hers again. "Well Tony.."
"Never beautiful, never. I know how persuasive you can be." He pushes her back again and kisses her again. She opens his mouth to him as their tongues meet. Her fingers intertwine with his hair as he rests his hands on her hips gently squeezing.
When they break Angela looks him in his sweet brown eyes. "Can't lie to you, someone cancelled their reservations just before I called. I guess we were just very lucky."
"Nawh sweetheart.. it's just your charm." He caresses her cheek again and looks her deep in her eyes. "I love you with every beat of my heart." The intensity of his declaration makes her weak in the knees.
"Tony.." her voice cracks as she looks him in his eyes.
"Don't say anything sweetheart, I know." He smiles at all the emotions he sees in her eyes. "I know.."
"Oh my love." Angela caresses his neck. Tony smiles at her 'my love' as the butterflies in his stomach flutter free. "I.." She starts.
"I love when you call me your love." His thumb caresses her cheek again.
"You are my love, Tony." She plays with the hairs at the nape of his neck. Tony bites his lip and keeps caressing her cheek.
"I wanted to wait until tonight, but this.." His thumb brushes her lips as she kisses it. "This feels like the perfect moment." He watches the confusion in her face. He grabs the box from his pocket before dropping to his knee. "I may not be your first date, kiss or love.. but I want to be your last. Angela Katherine Robinson will you do me the honour of becoming my wife and spending the rest of our lives together?"
Angela's eyes fill with tears as she is looking down at him. Her hand in front of her mouth as she gasps at the two rings in the box. Tony starts to get nervous as she is taking her time to answer. "Ange.." before he can finish "YES, YES.. A THOUSAND TIMES YES!" She pulls him up and presses her lips against his.
"Really?" He pulls back as he looks at the confusion on her face.
"Was there ever a shadow of a doubt in your mind I wouldn't accept?" She smiles.
"No.. Yes.. I don't know.." he nervously chuckles. "I wanted.." Angela gives him a big smile.
"I could never say no to you, my love. I love far to much to push you away.. again." Her eyes glistening from the happiness and love she feels.
"I will never let you push me away again, I promise." He takes her hand and places the two rings on her finger.
Angela admires the rings as a single tear escapes her eye. "Why are you crying sweetheart." Tony asks in concern.
She points at the former ring. "This is the first ring you gave me. Your mother's engagement ring." She looks up. "And I gave it back.. I gave it back with so much pain in my heart." A smile breaks. "I'm just really happy that's it is back on my finger again. But why the second ring?"
"Because the first ring was my mother's."
"But I Lov.." He puts his finger on her mouth. "I know you love that ring, but I've always dreamed of buying you the perfect ring that encapsules our entire family. See.." He points to the new ring. "That ruby stand for you and me, red because I love you and you look amazing in red. It is set with 4 diamonds, representing the four people who've been so important in our lives. Jonathan, Samantha, Mona and.." he looks at her. "Billy." The both swallow at the loss of that little boy. "On the white gold band are 6 smaller diamonds to each sides. Those represent the paths we each had to take to get to the ruby middle. It may not have been the smoothest path Angela, but I am so happy that it took us here."
Angela is still admiring the ring before looking up at him. "It's beautiful Tony. I love it and I love you."
"Not as beautiful as you." He kisses her hand. "And I love you too."
Tony starts making some tea as they sit down.
"You know.. This is the first time I became engaged when I wasn't the one proposing." She says with a smile as she stares at her beautiful rings.
"Well I did ask you twice before.." he says with a wink.
"Hhmm yeah.. if memory serves me right.. the first one came with some pressing by our family and the second one.." Angela cringes. "So public."
Tony winces at the memories. "Yeah.. let's just forget those proposals."
"But this proposal, Tony.. It was absolutely perfect. Just you and me, in our home, spontaneous and from the heart." She looks at him, her hearts swelling with love for the man in front of her. "This was the proposal I spend my childhood dreaming about." She smiles at him. "Thank you for making that dream come true, my love."
Tony leans back smiling at her, relishing in the moment at hand. ~God I love her.~
"So what do you want to do now?" she shyly asks.
He shrugs. "Don't feel like doing much.. well.. I could think of a few things to do.." he wiggles with eyebrows. "Give me your feet."
Angela slips off her shoe and very slowly slides her foot up his leg never breaking eye contact. She slides up until just above his knee, slowly her toes caress the inside of his thigh. She watches his swallow, she takes great pleasure in the power she has over his body and over him. He opens his legs just slightly as she moves further up, slowly moving her foot up and down his groin. She raises her eyebrow at him. "So what were those things you were talking about?" She smiles slightly as she feels the bulge in his pants grow.
Tony grabs her foot. "Finishing what you've started at the mall Angela?" His voice pitched slightly higher, making her smirk even more. He starts massaging the ball of her foot.
"What ever do you mean Tony?" She sheepishly asks before throwing her head back in delight. "Mmmhh you always give the best foot rubs."
"Better than Jack?" He asks.
Angela opens her eyes and smiles. "I knew you were jealous of him the moment you delivered the notebook to the hotel." She cocks her head. "Are you finally willing to admit to that now?"
Tony focuses on her foot again. "Well it's your fault you know."
Angela laughs. "Oh is it now?"
"Remember that night when you brought Jack to the house?" Angela nods. "When I came down because I still heard you guys up in the middle of the night." Angela nods again. Tony sighs as he moves his fingers to the arch of her foot. "Well remember after I shot my idea, you were honest when you told me you hated it." Tony chuckles. "I was halfway up the stairs when Jack told you to get on you back…"
"I still remember looking at him.." Angela giggles at the memory. "Excuse me?"
"Exactly. That's when I waited on the landing. Then he asked you for you toes and walked a couple of steps down. And you were like 'Jack, no.. Jack, no.. and then Jack, yessss'." He sees the colour in Angela's face turn pink. "I see you do. Well I remember every second of it. Because that's when I decided to have a look-see. Then the next day you said that Jack stimulates you. And you said it in such a way.. All I could see for days were his hands on your feet and you telling me that Jack stimulates you. I even tried to go on a date with.. what was her name again?"
"Judy." Angela immediately says. "As I recall, she wasn't that big of a success." She can't help but giggle again. "Oh wait.. eventually.. there wasn't a date.." There is a hint of relief in her voice.
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy there Angela? Give me your other foot." He pats his thigh.
Angela slowly slides her other foot up his calf and then the outside of his thigh, finally moving to his thigh and the moving on to the inside. Before she reaches her wanted destination he grabs her foot. "You never saw her, how do you remember her?"
"Well there isn't and never was any jealousy. Samantha informed me about what happened a couple of days later. And honestly, it was very funny to me." She laughs.
"Glad to be of entertainment to you." He laughs. "Judy, Judy, Judy.." Tony reminisces and then laughs. "Yeah you're right, it was very funny.. she was so weird. But man, when Mona told me Jack and you were at the Plaza, my mind raced all over the place. I mean.." He pushes his thumb into the arch of her foot, a deep moan of enjoyment escapes her throat as she throws her head back again. She looks at her neck, he aches to touch her, kiss her and yet he doesn't want to stop massaging her foot. He loves seeing her this relaxed.
"So where did your mind go?" She slowly opens her eyes and looks up at him.
He clears his throat before speaking. "You see when I arrived at the Plaza.. And I found room 204 there was this card outside full of Champagne, chocolate mousse and oysters.. you know all the natural aphrodisiacs know to man. And then.." He swallows, Angela sits up in curiosity pulling her foot away a bit, he softly pulls back. "Then I heard .. you know.. noises.."
"Oh my.. which noises would that be Tony?" She teasingly asks, knowing this made him very uncomfortable.
"Well you know moaning.. and my mind went back to his touching your feet and you telling me that Jack stimulates you. You know. Then a nerdy guy with a hot blonde.." He looks her dead in the eyes. "Came out of the elevator. And to top that off, she said that the man stimulated her. That was the last straw. And well I knocked on Jack's door."
"Knocked?" She cocks her head and grins. "Knocked Tony?"
"Maybe it was more of a body slam. But then you came out of the other room.. and Carol came up behind Jack. The relief I felt.. I can not describe in any words."
"That's why I told you I was so lucky that you are always looking out for me." She retracted her foot, gets up and takes a seat on his lap. "I was and am still lucky." She pecks his lips. "But I couldn't help but tease you about telling the story that Carol was also getting jealous of all the time Jack and I were spending together, you know I was teasing you right?"
"You said that on purpose?" He slips his hand under her sweater and in one swift move, he unclasps her bra.
"TONY?!" she yelps but quickly leans into his hand as he starts rotating circles on her bare back. He feels her skin crawl under his touch.
"What is it?" He smirks.
"Nothing." Her features soften as she caresses his face. "I still have a hard time believing you're really here." Her mouth follows her hand as she softly starts kissing his lips, cheeks and then moving towards his jawline. Tony moves his other hand under the frontside of her shirt, searching for her breast, caressing it and then he softly squeezes it. "I want to see if the work I did this morning is still prominent enough. I mean what if anyone tries to look down your blouse.. I need it to be red enough to be seen through any of your blouses." Angela starts to chuckle, but Tony squeezes her breast harder. "I am not joking Angela." His voice thick and serious. "It took us 8 years to get to this place and then.. we let it slip away over something as silly as a job. I do not want to lose you ever again. And I want men to see that you are mine." Both his voice and his face soften. "I know I sound possessive and I am trying hard to not be like this.. but you make me like this. Ange.. I am so afraid of losing you." He drops his hand. "And now I've turned into this possessive ass.." before he can finish Angela's lips are on his, her tongue demanding entrance to his mouth. When she breaks the connection, she takes his hand and leads him out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
"Ange?" Tony is confused, she pulls harder. He can't resist her, he can never resist her. When they get to their room, she locks the door behind them. She pushes him into a sitting position on the bed. "Ange?" he tries again. She quickly discards of her top, then slides out of her pants. She is standing there, laced panties and nothing else.
"I think this could be redder." She caresses the hickey on her breast. "Don't you think?"
He swallows hard and just nods at her words. She slowly walked up to him, he looks up at her nervously. She smiles at this usually confident man, who now looks like a 16-year-old boy about to go to second base. "I'm guessing your palms are sweaty." She smiles. "Just like the first time we kissed." A smile breaks on Tony's face as he remembers his 'Ingrid'. "I see you remember that. Anthony." She huskily says. He feels a shiver down his spine as she says his full name, he likes the way she says his name, she makes it sound so sexy. Tony slowly puts his hands to the outside of her thighs. ~Damn.. I love those long, soft legs.~ He thinks to himself as he moves his hands up, painstakingly slow. Her skin feels like silk, he watches the goosebumps form on her legs. ~She likes it. She likes it when I touch her. You are one lucky man Micelli.~ His hands follow the curve of her hips as he rests his hands there. ~One lucky man.~ He slightly digs his fingers in her hips and pulls her on his lap, her legs straddling him. "So.." she says as she puts her arms around his neck. "What were those things you were talking about?" He bends his neck to kiss her clavicle, but doesn't say a word, then he moves down to the wonderful spot between her breasts his right hand moving upwards to cup her left breast. He looks up at her before gently brushing her nipple with his thumb, he watches he shiver in delight. He kisses the hickey he made, softly biting down. He feels her respond on his lap.
~Did he just bite my breast? I still have his teeth marks on the inside of my thighs.~ She thinks while snapping back her head down, involuntarily moaning at the feel of his teeth, tongue and lips on her skin. He starts suckling the still tender flesh as she digs her nails into his shoulders as she tries to rip off his shirt. "Hold on sweetheart." He stops her. She sits up straight and looks at him. He quickly discards of his shirt. "Better?" He asks. "Much." Is all the reply she gives and unclasps his belt, opens the button to his pants and then tries to lower the zipper. Which is going very well as she is still in his lap. Before she is successful, he swiftly pick her up and throws her on the bed. She tries to sit up but he pushes her back, leaning some weight on her, making it hard to move. "You want my pants off?" He asks, his eyes dark with a hint of playfulness in his eyes. Angela swallows and just nods as they are mere inches apart. He presses his bare chest against hers as he leans in near her eyes. "Are you absolutely sure?" His hot breath on her ear send shivers down her spine, another quick nod. He slowly caresses her side, his fingers feathering her side, breast and hip. She feels like she is about to explode as all coherent thoughts escape her mind. He hooks his fingers in the sides of her laced panties. She softly places her hands over his. "Please stop." Her voice soft, almost like a whisper.
Confusion fills his eyes as he immediately releases her. "I am sorry, I don't want to anything you don't want to." He quickly sits up. "I'm not forcing you to do anything you are not comfortable with." Angela sits up. "No.. no.. NO.. Oh God no Tony!" She feels panic rising in her chest. "That's not it!"
"Why did you say stop?" He feels utterly confused.
She steps off the bed. "I want us to be equals." She starts pulling on the legs of his pants. He shimmies out of them. "Oh." Is all he mutters as he helps her get them off. "See.. Now we are almost equally dressed."
"Almost?" He cocks his head to look at her. "What do you mean almost?" She sits next to him and turns to face him. He follows her lead and looks at her. She slowly caresses his arm. "I love your strong arms. I've always admired them. Especially when you lifted up the couch to vacuum or when you pulled the refrigerator away to clean behind it." Tony just listened and watched her. "But you know what?" She looks him in his eyes, her eyes filled with desire for him. He feels his arousal rise just by her looking at him. ~What is this magic she has over me?~ He thinks as he watches her hand caresses his chest. "You see Tony." She continues as she takes his hand and brings it to her branded breast. "You've double branded me.. and I only branded you once. Does that sound fair to you?" He slowly shakes his head as he softly caresses the warm flesh of her breast. "No I didn't think so either. And well… again I've lived in Iowa, I've seen the women there. Kind of bland, kind of blonde.. Kind of your type of woman." He eyes shoot up. "But Ange.." She puts her index finger on his lips. "That's alright my love, we all have a type. But.. I want them" she nearly spits that last part. "To know that you are OFF the market, that you are spoken for and that you are all mine. You're not the only one that can be possessive Tony." She bends her neck down to the hickey she placed on his chest that morning. First she softly kisses the skin, then traces the hickey with her tongue. "Lie down." He does as she tells him. She softly suckles at his skin, then starts sucking harder, pulls away looks at his skin and then at him. "This might hurt a little." She says before diving back to the spot and sinking her teeth into his chest, softly biting and sucking. He sucks in a sharp breath. When she releases him, she is admiring her work. "It's not fair." She says with a smile. "My skin is much lighter than yours, but I am happy with my results." She grins.
Tony grunts as he sits up and kisses her. "You can brand me any day. I will wear my mark with pride." He takes her lips to his again. Their lovemaking is passionate.
"Come on." Angela says after a few minutes. "We need to get clean, we can't go to the restaurant smelling like.." She plops her head on his chest and kisses it.
"Lovemaking? The deed? Sex?" Tony teases.
"I was going to go with sweat.. but that too." She laughs before looking at the alarm clock. "We still have enough time, do you want to take a bath together?"
Tony puts his arms around her and pulls her closer. "A hot bath with you? Always." He watches her eyes light up as she quickly gets off his chest.
"Let me turn on the tub, then we can snuggle some more." Angela gets up and walks towards the bathroom. Tony grunts at her bare bottom as she sways her hips. Angela doesn't respond but when she pops out of the bathroom she leans into the doorframe. Her body red in places, most prominent her breast. He takes every inch of her skin in. "It's not very polite to stare at a lady Tony!" She says with feigned indignity.
"I know, but you see Angela. I am not just staring at any lady." He gets off the bed and walks towards her, never breaking eye contact. "I am looking at MY lady." He grazes the mark he made on her breast. "My beautiful, intelligent, amazing, beautiful and funny lady who's wearing my markings."
"You said beautiful twice." She blushes.
"I think I've told you before that I always do that. Especially if I am talking about you. You are the most beautiful, exquisite and most exciting woman I've ever met." He breaks eye contact and looks down at her body. "You absolutely take my breath away." All of a sudden Angela feels so self-conscience and tries to cover her body with her arms. "Don't do that Angela." Tony pulls her arms away. "You have nothing to be shy about." He looks her in her eyes again. "I'm still dumbfounded that you are willing to have me. You are absolutely perfect in every way."
"No I'm not.." Tony is about to open his mouth as she shakes her head. "I am not. I don't even want to be perfect. I have my flaws. Just like you have yours. And we love each other despite of those flaws. I love you so much Tony and YOU do make me shy. The way you look at me, the way you speak of me.." Her voice trails. "No man has ever looked at me the way you do, no man has ever spoken so sweet and loving about me and no man has made love to my body like you do." She bites her lower lip. "I guess I feel a bit overwhelmed.. in a good way." She quickly adds before she smiles at him.
"Well Geoffrey.. with a G.." he winks. "Was crazy about you." He honestly admits.
"He was, but in a different way. Tony he practically begged me to be with him. He worshipped the ground I walked on. That's not what I want from a relationship, that's not what I want OR need from a partner. I want a partner, equal.. both emotionally and intelligently." Angela caresses his face. "I've found that in you, my love."
Tony slowly starts to smile. "You think I'm equally intelligent to you?" He asks in honest surprise.
"Why do you doubt your intelligence? You're smart, sweet, sexy, social, safe and all the other great S words that are out there." They both chuckle. "Come on, sexy.. let's get in the tub." She softly pulls him into the bathroom. "You get in first. I want to lean into you."
Tony puts in his foot and quickly pulls it out. "JEEZZZ Angela! Satan has colder baths than this." Angela puts in her foot.
"Really? Too hot?" She closes the hot water and adds cold water. After half a minute Tony tries again. He still finds the water too hot but he wants to sit down, the bath water smells great and he wants to feel Angela against him. Angela snuggles against his chest, he puts his arms around her stomach, pulls her close and kisses her neck. "Can't wait to be back home and have baths often." He lazily says. "I can't wait for you to become my wife." He kisses her neck again. "I love you Angela." Angela sighs as she leans into him. "I love you Tony.." She leans her head into his neck. "and I can't wait to be Mrs. Micelli."
They stay there for about a half an hour both not really willing to break the contact but then Tony feels Angela shiver. "Let's get out of the tub sweetheart. You're shivering." Angela sighs. "I know.. I love this too. But we have dinner reservations and well, we need to get ready."