Chapter 3: Ball
"And here is the last stop of the night," Shane said as he drove into a gated mansion. A security guard briefly stopped them for the invitation and then let them proceed. At the entrance of the manor was a group of young handsome looking men. One of them approached Shane's car and asked if he wanted valet services. Shane handed the boy the kids and escorted the shocked Mitchie into the house.
At the entrance to the mansion was a woman and man who were taking in people's extra coats and bags and such. The halls had a very baroque look to it, with roman like pillars.
"This is amazing," Mitchie whispered as she looked around. "Who ever lives here is lucky." Shane smiled down at Mitchie and kissed her head softly.
"Someday I'll introduce you," Shane grinned cheekily. He led her into the ballroom. The gilded walls that held red streamers. A buffet table was set off at the end of the room, and a small orchestra was playing on the stage. The dance floor held many twirling couples dancing around it.
Shane turned to her, "May I ask you for another dance, love?"
"You may," Mitchie nodded. With Mitchie on his arm, Shane led her out on to the ballroom floor. He easily twirled her around, and placed his hand on her hip, her resting on his shoulder, their hands intertwined.
Soon they started to dance. Slowly revolving around the floor, Shane spin Mitchie a few times, her petticoat flying. Her face held a brightness, a glow that no one else had and smile for him. His smile. He smiled back at Mitchie glad to make her so happy on this day.
The music changed to a slow waltz, one that was meant for talking among the couples.
"So how have you been enjoying your day?" Shane asked as they slowly moved around the room.
"I've been enjoying it so much. I don't think there are words to describe it," Mitchie gently kissed Shane's mouth. Shane removed his hand from Mitchie's hip and cupped her cheek, and kissed her back. Mitchie giggled and whispered into his mouth. "Thank you, for such a perfect day."
"It was no trouble," Shane said honestly.
"I just wish I could see you more often," Mitchie said sadly.
Well, hopefully, that will change soon, Shane thought. He spun Mitchie again and brought her back into his arms flawlessly.
"Where did you learn to dance?" Mitchie giggled, her face slightly red from the dancing.
"My mother. She loved ballroom dancing and made sure I knew how to dance," Shane replied softly. Her gaze landed on the open glass doors that led to the gardens. A moon was now shinning down at the gardens and through the glass doors.
"Would you like to take a walk among the gardens, my lady" Shane asked. Mitchie looked back up at him with sparkling eyes.
"If you be so kind, good sir," Mitchie teased. Shane gave her a quick sweet kiss and led her to the nippy outside air.
In the middle of the grounds was a large water fountain, surrounding it were pristine benches and an assortment of flowers and hedges. Shane led her down the brick stone steps to the water fountain.
"This house is so magical. The entire day has been," Mitchie left Shane's arms and spin around, her petticoat flying.
Shane chuckled at his girlfriend, and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply, passionately. It might have been hours or days before they finally broke. Their breathing warm on each other's face. Mitchie's face was red from their kiss. A stray hair fell into Mitchie's face. Shane slowly twirled his fingers around it and tucked it back into its place and kissed her sweetly.
They broke and Shane smiled down at her softly. She was just so perfect. "Mitchie, there is something I need to ask you about?"
"What is it, Shane," Mitchie asked worriedly catching Shane's serious tone. He sat down on the edge of the fountain and brought Mitchie down to sit next to him.
The setting was perfect, the fountain the music that escaped from the ballroom, the moon that lit up Mitchie's angelic face. How was he able to cope with everything when she wasn't around him? Shane breathed deeply, and reached into his back pocket for the small black box.
"I had trouble looking for this, I know you like pretty and simple things, but I wanted to find something special that represent you. I dragged Nate and Sasha everywhere trying to find the perfect one. And I had finally found it a few days ago."
"Shane-" Mitchie asked.
"Hold on," he took another deep breath. The scene looked like it came from a movie, a perfect picture. He brought out the box out for Mitchie to see and gave it to her. His eyes watching Mitchie's expression on her face.
She opened it up, her eyes growing wide when she opened it. "Oh, Shane, it's so beautiful," Mitchie gasped.
"Michelle," Shane said using her full name to show how serious he was. "I hate being away from you. But it will help me to know that when I go to sleep at night or when I wake up in the morning, or going in front of a crowd to know that you'll always be with me. Michelle Tanya Selena Torres, will you please promise me to marry someday?"
Mitchie stared at Shane for a few moments and Shane briefly wondered if she would reject him. But in the next moment she was in his hands kissing him all the while murmuring, yes, over and over again. Shane felt his heart soar. She was his. When the finally broke off, Shane slipped the ring on her finger. A small diamond heart was in the middle of the blue topaz flower. For their love would always be blooming.
Me: And that it the end folks.
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