They lay tangled together in the dark and all Bianca could focus on was Marissa's face. Everything else faded into the background.

Marissa stared back, fire in her eyes, a flicker of a smile on her lips; beautiful… so very beautiful.

It felt like they were in-between time. There was only their breathing and the beat of their racing hearts; nothing else to disturb the silence the two of them shared.

"I love you." Bianca eventually whispered as the words pressed so hard at her heart she had to say them out loud.

Marissa's smiled widened, shining suddenly like a million watts, brilliant and blinding.

Bianca closed the gap and kissed that glorious mouth. The kiss was soft and tender and Marissa moaned as Bianca's lips and body pressed against hers.

When Bianca drew slowly back, Marissa's eyes stayed closed as if she was savouring every moment of tonight.

"There are no words…" she whispered breathlessly, almost too softly for Bianca to hear. "No words to say how much I love you!"

"I love you is enough." Bianca replied kissing Marissa tenderly one more.

Marissa grabbed at Bianca's cheek, pushing her back. Her smoky eyes hooded now as she stared back at her lover.

"I love you will never be enough." Marissa insisted earnestly.

Bianca gazed back adoringly. Her heart felt so full she feared it might burst. It was unreal. Despite the normality of the day to day life they now shared, one look from Marissa was all it took to send her over the edge. Bianca felt so drunk with desire she was almost giddy with it.

Marissa's fingers were stroking Bianca's cheek; tracing her lips.

Bianca's whole body tingled at the contact.

"Then we don't need words." she said softly.

Marissa nodded, without drawing her gaze from Bianca's.

Craving a taste of Marissa's perfect lips, Bianca bent down and kissed her lover once more. Marissa kissed her back hungrily gradually taking control, rolling with the kiss so that she could be on top of their tangle of limbs.

The kiss softened and Marissa's lips journeyed down Bianca's neck to her collar bone. Bianca held her breath savouring every touch, every press of lip and flick of tongue.

With a contented sigh, Marissa then settled once more into Bianca's arms, nestling into her embrace like she was made to fit; Marissa's head now resting in the hollow of Bianca's neck. She lay still as if listening to Bianca's heartbeat. The only movement now was the rise and fall of Bianca's chest and Marissa's fingers walking up and down the soft white skin of Bianca's arm as they lay there together.

Bianca knew there was nothing she wouldn't do for Marissa. She wanted to freeze this perfect moment forever in her heart.

She had never before realised it could be so peaceful to be so deeply and unconditionally in love.

Marissa gave a soft moan and shifted slightly and that sound filled Bianca's soul as much as a million 'I love you-s' ever could. It was like Marissa breathed love.

"Can you believe in little over a week you will be my wife?" Marissa whispered, she teasing fingers now reaching Bianca's shoulder and tangling with a curl of her hair.

A sigh escaped Bianca's lips. Right at the start she'd never believed that Marissa could even love her at all… and now… now she was left wondering how she had ever doubted it.

"No…" said Bianca, wrapping her arms around her lover, pulling her closer. "I'm not sure I'll ever believe it… because…"

"Because..?" asked Marissa gazing lovingly up at Bianca, a knowing smile lifting the corner of her lip.

Bianca opened and closed her mouth, not sure what to say.

"Because," she said at last, "You were right. There are no words to describe how much I love you."

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