A/N: This is chapter....i lost count. But its a chapter! I hope you enjoy.
Tarrant's POV
She said yes! I cant believe that she said yes! I have to make plans, get stuff ready. There is so much work to be done! But of course Mirana would have that all done before I can even start on it. Mirana loved planning parties and the sort. But hopefully she wont make this an entire production to the entire castle. I know how much Alice would dread that.
I smiled at Alice, who was still in my arms, hugging me closely in Mirana's chambers. She felt so warm, I wanted this to last forever. We had forever. She pulled back and gave me a passionate kiss. In the background, I could hear someone give a low whistle. I knew it was Mirana, it was just something that she would do. Alice turned around and giggled, hitting Mirana playfully in the arm. They were best friends, I could just see it. They bonded like never before, if I didnt know better, they could be sharing secrets like crazed teenagers.
"Im so happy that you asked!" Alice squealed. I smiled my widest, showing the little gap in my front teeth, knowing that it made Alice go nuts. She blushed madley, hiding her face. Then I noticed that the room was empty. No Mirana, no Dedrick, and no Anthony. I heard the door close behind us, and saw Dedrick, Anthony in his arms, closing the door lightly. I smiled to myself. They wanted to give us privacy.
"Im so happy that I asked too, cricket." I pulled her closer and put my lips over hers. I recieved a longing little moan in reply. I chuckled, and heated the kiss. Out lips moved in syncronization. The world turned grey. And nothing was there, but her and I.
Alice's POV
All I could think about was the kiss I was recieving right now. It was deep, passionate, steamy, and everything else. I never wanted it to stop. Ever. From this moment on, I could tell that Tarrant would never leave my side. Ever. From this kiss, I could tell that he loved me, cared for me, wanted to protect me, and everything. He was a remarkable man, at everything he did. My hands wrapped in his firey hair, and his arms were around my waist. I had done the right thing, not marrying Hammish. He could never give me the love that Tarrant was giving me right now. All he could do was annoy me and make the house smell bad. He could never touch me the way Hatter has. There was one thing about Hatter that I focused on the most. His hands.
They were rough when out of their cloth, but they were smooth at the same time. Smaller scars were engraved into them, but it didnt bother him nor me. When his hands rubbed on my back, my face, my legs. It just felt....amazing. He gave the best massages, his hands were magic. No wonder his hats always came out as beautiful as they did. He was so gently with me, like he was araid that he might break me. To him I was a glass vase falling, and he had to prevent me from dropping and shattering. I was perfectly fine with it. As long as his hands were holding me, I was completey content with falling.
He kissed me in my tender spot, just below my jawline, and shivers were sent up my spine. I heard Tarrant chuckle. Then his hands wove through my hair, and rubbed the back of my neck. Yes, his hands were definatly my favorite part of him.
A/N: I hoped you liked this chapter. I thought that another tender moment between them would be nice. The next chapter is going to skip two or three months, so that she can get the baby process going. And the wedding is in the next chapter after that. Thanks for reviewing!
-Krystina
