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Casey woke up next to her naked girlfriend for the fourth morning in a row. Her sleepovers with Alex were becoming more frequent and she was starting to wonder if Alex had something up her sleeve. Even when Casey didn't plan on spending the night, Alex would find some way to keep her at her apartment. The moment Casey would tell Alex that she had to leave, Alex would do all she could to make her immobile. If they were sitting on the couch, she'd sit on her lap and start to kiss her. If they were lying in Alex's bed, she'd get on top of her and start kissing her neck or her chest. Casey always knew what Alex's intentions were, but she would try to act surprised. All it took was a single kiss and the pleading look in Alex's blue eyes and Casey was unable to resist. She'd kiss Alex one more time and tell her she was going to change into her pajamas, but Alex would never let her. Instead, Alex would start to feel her up and whisper things into her ear. What Alex whispered were words that Casey never expected her to say, but it turned her on nonetheless. That is what Alex did every time Casey visited her and last night was no different. Casey had a feeling that was going to happen, so she decided to bring the ring with her when she left her apartment.
"I'm cold," Alex muttered when she was still half-asleep. It was another one of Alex's codes. She would never directly tell Casey to hold her, so Casey would have to pick up on the little hints that Alex would give.
Casey looked at her naked, sleepy-eyed girlfriend and started to smile. She thought about everything they had done the night before. Knowing that they both had the day off the next day, they decided to indulge in wine and a cheesy romantic movie. One glass of wine soon turned into two and then three. Before Casey knew it, it was after midnight and Alex wasn't letting her go home. Casey loved what wine did to Alex, so it didn't take too much convincing. Once Alex had her girlfriend where she wanted her, she hastily undressed herself, leaving her clothes and underwear in a pile next to the couch. Casey had planned on doing the same, but Alex was already leading her to the bed. Casey's clothes ended up in a scattered trail that led from the couch to Alex's bed.
When they were finished making love, Casey got out of bed and grabbed her pajamas from the drawer. She knew Alex would be cold in the morning, so she urged her to do the same, but it was no use. Alex was already fast asleep by the time Casey returned to the bed.
Another two hours had passed before Casey woke up and saw that her girlfriend was no longer in bed. The noises coming from the kitchen were a dead giveaway as to Alex's whereabouts. When Casey finally made her way to the kitchen, she saw the most unusual sight: her girlfriend making breakfast for the two of them.
"Damn it!" Alex said as she started clutching her left index finger. Casey looked at the cut on Alex's finger with terror in her eyes. It wasn't deep, but the thought of Alex being in pain was too much for Casey. She ran to the bathroom and grabbed Alex's first aid kit.
"Casey's here," she said as she started to tend to her girlfriend's wound. When she was finished, she kissed Alex's finger and insisted that she let her help.
"No," Alex told her. "Go to the couch and find something for us to watch."
Casey was about to do as she was told until she smelled something burning. "Alex, where is that coming from?"
"The muffins!" Alex said and ran to the oven. When she opened the door, she started coughing from the smoke. "They're ruined. Babe, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay," Casey said and held her close. "At least the toast is alright."
"The toast! I completely forgot!" Alex headed over to the toaster as two black pieces of bread popped up.
"Baby, you somehow managed to burn toast," Casey said and started laughing.
"Case, it's not funny. I actually tried to make breakfast."
"I know," Casey told her. "It doesn't matter to me that you can't cook. I didn't fall in love with you for your culinary skills."
"I think there's some cereal in the cupboard. We can eat that," Alex suggested.
"Okay, babe," Casey said. "If you manage to burn cereal and milk, I'll really be impressed."
Alex tried not to laugh, but she couldn't help herself. "Cassandra Novak, get out of here before I refuse to feed you."
"At this point, I doubt I'll ever get fed," Casey teased.
As they were drinking coffee and eating cereal, Casey couldn't help but notice how she and Alex were starting to blend. When they started dating, Alex would wear silk nighties in the morning, but there she was a year later in her flannel pajama pants and long sleeve thermal shirt. It was nearly identical to Casey's pajamas except Alex's pants were a blue plaid and Casey's were a red plaid print. Alex's walls were once bare, but now they were covered in framed photos of her and Casey. Casey knew there was more to a relationship than physical attraction, but she couldn't help but love the way she and Alex looked together. She felt as if they were truly made for each other. Their fingers laced together perfectly, their lips fit together perfectly and, most importantly, when they were making love their bodies moved together in a perfect rhythm.
They decided to take a shower together after eating and, although Alex wanted to touch Casey in the shower, she insisted that they shower and get ready as quickly as possible.
"What are we doing today?" Alex asked.
"It's snowing. What if we have a snowman-building contest?"
Alex started laughing until she realized Casey was serious. Building a snowman was something she never thought she'd do with a woman until she met Casey. With Casey, Alex never knew what to expect.
She looked over at Alex's flawless snowman and saw that it was nearly completed. Alex took off her scarf and wrapped it around her snowman's neck. Next was her beanie. Once Casey saw that the snowman was wearing Alex's cold weather accessories she made a joke about wanting the snowwoman to come to life so she could have two girlfriends. Alex then took it upon herself to criticize Casey's plain snowman.
"Mine is going to have the best accessory," she insisted.
"What is it?" Alex asked and then turned away from her girlfriend to add the finishing touches to her snowman.
"A nose ring," Casey said and pulled the ring out of her pocket. Knowing that Alex wasn't looking, Casey found the perfect opportunity to place the ring where the snowman's nose should be. She knew she had mere seconds, but she still made sure the diamond was visible.
"A nose ring?" Alex asked and walked over to Casey's snowman.
"Yeah, a nose ring," Casey repeated.
"Baby, what's that?" Alex asked when she saw the ring. She was already starting to cry before Casey could even answer. "Is it–?"
Casey pulled the ring from the snowman, took off Alex's glove, and slid the ring on her finger. She saw how cold Alex's hands were becoming so she held her hand in hers as Alex was admiring her ring.
"Alexandra, will you marry me?" Casey asked nervously. She had planned a more articulate way of asking; she had even rehearsed it, but when the moment came she could barely get a single word out, not that it mattered to Alex.
Instead of answering Alex started crying and holding Casey as close to her as she could.
"Is that a yes?" Casey asked.
"That's more than a yes," Alex was finally able to say. "That's a 'I can't imagine myself with anyone but you.'"