"Remember when we first met." She ask one night in bed, when their wrapped up in each other, as the moonlight sifts through the window onto the two lovers.
"Of course, how could I forget." Emily smiles recalling their first encounter, reaching to place a lock of hair behind Alison's ear before whispering, "Goldilocks."
They share a laugh as they both remember the ridiculous name Emily had called her during their first meeting. Alison looks at Emily's lips as another memory of a first comes to her mind.
"What about our first kiss? Do you remember that?"
"I think, I'm not sure though." Emily smirks. "I think I may need to be reminded though."
Alison's hands find their way to Emily's face as she captures the lips of the girl beneath her. She tilts her head to gain access to the beautiful lips of her girlfriend. Surely and slowly their lips move against each other. Sweet and chaste.
"I think it went a little something like that." Alison says as she pulls back only to find Emily chuckling and her eyebrows furrowed. "What?"
"No it didn't, our first kiss was nothing like that."
Emily watches as Alison rolls her eyes. "That first first one doesn't count. We were strangers and we were drunk."
"And you touched my ass." Emily lets out another laugh.
"Can't we just agree that our first kiss was the one after the third date." She ask, as her hands start to run through the beautiful dark strands of hair in the moonlight. She's constantly mesmerized by how beautiful it is, especially in the moonlight.
Emily shrugs. "I guess. It was the first time our lips touched and we both remembered clearly what happened the next day."
"You say that like that's all that touched." Alison smiles suggestively before getting back on her train of thought. "For me that night in the alley, that will always be when our first kiss happened for me. And in that moment, it was like I saw the future."
"Oh yeah?" Emily wonders aloud while her fingers dance up Alison's back slowly.
"Yeah."
"What did you see?"
"You and me. Together. And I knew-I was sure that seventh date was gonna happen. And the eleventh. The hundredth and forty ninth. And that one day I no longer would introduce you as just "my girlfriend."
"You knew that all from our, second first kiss?" Emily asks, she's skeptical, but hoping to believe that those words were true.
"Yes." She looks dead into her eyes. "I've been thinking about it a lot lately."
"Really?"
"It made me realize I don't want to have to wait any longer to get to that future. Because I know it's with you."
"Ali, what are you saying?"
"You're like the moonlight, Emily. You illuminate the dark places in my life. I don't want a day without you. When I try to look down five months into the future all I see is you. When I try to think of how my life will be five years from now all I see is you. I love you. Emily," She pauses making sure she's looking directly in Emily's eyes. "Will you marry me?"