I am sorry this took so long to update. I suck at life and I also got stuck on this chapter, so I'd like to thank LostSoulSaveMe who helped me SO much with this chapter.

The title doesn't have the complete words because I didn't want to spoil it to the people that don't want to be spoilt. You can leave your guesses in the reviews and I'll post the winner(s) on the next update. They are NOT four letter words, but if I say the length it will be rather obvious. It has to do with the chapter.

The next (and last) two chapters are 85% done. So I'll probably update before next monday. I'm sorry if I didn't reply to your reviews or PMs, I'm at the seaside and my phone's internet is running slow.

Hugs,

Mara.

Lisa, happy (very delayed) birthday.

I hate traveling by plane, it was something that I'd never get used to. The feeling of being suspended in the air was dreadful, the only protection between you and your imminent death was a metallic cage that was not even supposed to fly! It was against the nature. I felt how my trachea started closing, and I tried to control my respiration, otherwise I'd start hyperventilating and it would be worse.

David held my hand when he felt me tensing up. At least I had David reassuring me that nothing would go wrong. Emma's way of dealing with my anxiety was getting me drunk, even before we went inside the airplane. I can't blame her, thought, she hated flying as much as I did.

I don't know if it was the interesting conversation I had with David, or the fact that he was with me; but this time, the flight went really quick and in no time we were in California. Then, David rented a car and we drove towards his grandfather's house in Napa Valley. He told me that until Emma was born, his parents would leave him in the Californian ranch while they were on business trips; he had loved his childhood years on the dryness of the West Coast. The Nolans visited the old Swan Grandfather until he died, I remember that Emma used to go for Christmas and Easter Holidays when we were in Elementary school, she would always come back with a nice tan and I would as white as always.

I watched as David drove of the road and into a dirt road. The weather was dry and the car made the dust stir into the air, it didn't bother me, though, and it actually felt nice, as if we were in a Safari somewhere in South Africa or Tanzania.

"We're making a quick stop before we go to the Ranch,"

"Well, if I wouldn't trust you with my life, I'd think you are taking me to an abandoned cabin where you'll kill me, take all my organs out and freeze them and sell them," I shrugged, telling him a story that could match some of the horror stories that Emma made me watch.

"And now we know why you and my sister are friends," he replied with a smile and I smiled back. "We're going to my favorite childhood spot,"

"Really?" I asked excited. I remember when I shared my favorite spot with him, that night when Emma shared too much about her sexual life and David needed some time, that night when we first kiss. Favorites spots were a special thing for me.

David stopped the car and handled me a piece cloth, "Can you cover your eyes?"

I pursed my lips into a smile and looked straight into his eyes, "Please tell me there's not a cabin with a human-size freezer close to your favorite childhood spot,"

He laughed and placed the cloth around my eyes, "I'm not sure about the freezer,"

"But there is a cabin," I pointed out, joking with the topic.

"Yes," David replied, "But we are not going in there,"

Then, I felt him get out the car, and open the door for me. He help me out and we started walking, he guiding me. After a while he stopped walking and held both my hands before taking the cloth from my eyes. It took a while for my eyes to get used to the sunny day again. Despite of the dry weather, we were standing in front of a lake in something that looked very similar to a prairie. There was a big tree close to the lake, from which a wheel swing hanged, probably for kids to jump into the water. There was also a dock, where a picnic was set.

"I told the butler, Mr. Davis, to leave dinner for us here," David said when he noticed I was looking at the picnic.

It was beautifully arranged, the end of the dock was covered from side to side by a rug, then pillows were carefully placed above it. Some light candles were also decorating the picnic, but they were still not on, after all, the sun was still up. There was a vintage radio playing music from the 80's. If time traveling would exist, I'd believe that David had brought me back in time.

"Shall we?" David said motioning the picnic. I nodded and walked towards the rug.

We talked as we ate, enjoying the nature and each other's company. But, it wasn't until the sun started to set that I learned about David's real intention behind the picnic and showing me his childhood spot. And no, it didn't involve any killing and selling my organs.

"I have to ask you something," he said casually, standing up and offering me a hand to stand up as well. He didn't say another word until I was up, in front of him. "I'm so nervous right now," David admitted, holding my hands on his.

"It's just you and me," I said, letting go of one of his hands and cupping his cheek, "No need to be nervous, about anything," I smiled.

David breather deeply and let the air go out slowly, "Very well," he said after he had expelled all the air he had inhaled, and then reached for something inside of of his pants' pockets. He raised his hand to show me what he had taken out: it was a ring with a small diamond. I gasped: it was an engagement ring. "Mary Margaret Blanchard, would you grow old with me?" David asked with a timid smile.

"Yes," I said without even thinking about it, "Until your hair is no longer blonde,"

He slid the engagement ring into my finger and then kiss me. I wrapped my arms around his neck. Yes, I was young. Yes, other than David I never had a real relationship. Yes, David was older than me. Yes, I knew there were million of arguments against my decision, against David's question. But, what could I say? When it felt right, it was right. And nothing felt more right than this.

I don't know how, but we ended up laying on the carpet, David on top of me. "Mary," I heard him said in a whisper, and saw the lust in his eyes, I knew it was his way of telling me to stop him now if I was not sure about it. I caressed one of his cheeks and kissed him once again, I didn't want to stop, not this time, not ever. Gently, David stripped me of my clothes, I did the same to him. I had seen him shirtless before, but having him completely naked in front of me was different, it was like reaching a level of trust I had never reached before

I kissed him again and he deepened the kiss; my heart was racing at 200 kilometers per hour, I've never felt so nervous, but I love him, I was ready. He was my one and only. I nod gently at him, letting him know it was alright.

He rolled us so I was on top, the way he looked at me made my heart skip a beat. "I love you." He whispered to me before pulling me down to him, our lips connecting passionately, his hands resting on my hips.

I felt him lift me up, I obeyed, kneeing over his hardening member, a hand shifted off my waist and he reached down, lining himself up with my center, before slowly guiding me down onto him.

I had heard all about first times, specially from Emma and Ruby. I was prepared for all the things I would feel, the good and the bad (or at least I thought so). My eyes slammed shut in pain, and David stopped me from going any further. "Are you-"

"I'm fine," I opened my eyes and looked at him before kissing him once more, taking in his full length, a pained whimper bubbled up my throat and for a moment, we both stopped moving.

Allowing myself to adjust to him inside of me, I lean up my hands on each side of his head, flat against the blanket, holding myself at arms length. He slowly thrusted up, making me gasp at the change before he pulled back out slightly.

"David," I moaned as he thrust back into me once more. The pain was still there, but it was slowly being taken over by pleasure.

He rolled us back over he was on top, and he spread my legs further apart, I nod, my eyes wide, my hands on his forearms. I feel so full. He stays still, letting me acclimatize to the intrusive, overwhelming feeling of him inside me.

"I'm going to move, baby," he breathes after a moment, his voice tight, he eases back with exquisite slowness. And he closes his eyes and groans, and thrusts into me again. I cry out a second time, and he stills.

"You alright?" he whispers, his voice raw.

"Yes," I breathe. He trusts into me once more, and stills again.

I groan, my body accepting him. Oh, I want this.

"Again?" he breathes.

"Yes." It's a plea.

And he moves, but this time he doesn't stop. He shifts onto his elbows so I can feel his weight on me, holding me down. He moves slowly at first, easing himself in and out of me. And as I grow accustomed to the alien feeling, my hips move tentatively to meet his. He speeds up. I moan, and he pounds on, picking up speed, merciless, a relentless rhythm, and I keep up, meeting his thrusts.

He grasps my head between his hands and kisses me hard, his teeth pulling at my lower lip again. He shifts slightly, and I can feel something building deep inside me, like before. I start to stiffen as he thrusts on and on. My body quivers, bows; a sheen of sweat gathers over me. Oh my I didn't know it would feel like this didn't know it could feel as good as this. My thoughts are scattering there's only sensation only him only me. I stiffen.

He whispers breathlessly some words I can't not comprehend, but I unravel at the feeling of his breath against my neck and shoulder, exploding around him as I climax. The feeling is indescribable, and a part of me regrets not finding out earlier and a part of me thanks that I waited to feel it with someone important to me.

David comes some seconds later, calling out my name, thrusting hard, then stilling as he empties himself into falls next to me, and wraps my body with his strong arms. And I feel save, and loved, and protected. David leaves a trail of kisses on my neck before he whispers in my ear "I love you, Mrs. Nolan," I turn on my side and kind furrow my nose "what is wrong?" he asks

"Mrs. Nolan is how father calls your mother when they are in front of us,"

David chuckles "How should I call you, then?"

"M, for normal days," he nods "darling on special occasions, and beloved wife when you are utterly happy,"

"Very well, beloved wife," he kissed my forehead "I love you so much, that the summer breeze started smelling like your perfume, and the rain like your hair," he kissed the tip of my nose "I love you, and you make me the happiest man on earth. And I'll spend all my living breaths on making you feel as happy as you make me," he added, and then he kissed me on the lips.

Without knowing it, David made me as happy as I made him; because I was too the happiest woman on earth.