Chapter 37 – How Was Your Night, Because Mine Was Wonderful With You By My Side

Amber's POV

The sun shining in my eyes as it peaking through the cracks in the curtains has me blinking awake.

I bury my head in my pillow as I try to block out the annoying sunshine. After a few seconds my brain registers the unique smell that can only be described as Rosalie. I realize that I have my head buried in the back of Rose's hair.

I take a few more deep breathes as I recall the bliss from last night.

I know that it took a lot for Rose to finally take this step in our intimacy. I'm not sure what exactly Rosalie has been through, but I'm willing to be patient until she's ready to talk to me about it.

I just feel honored that she felt safe enough with me to let go as we joined ourselves together in all of the most intimate of ways.

I slowly unravel myself from my girlfriend and give her head a soft kiss before I get out of bed with the biggest smile on my face.

Rosalie's POV

I'm broken out of my tranquil state of rest when I hear the strumming of a guitar.

I open my eyes when I hear my love's voice singing.

After a few moments I recognize the song as 'Good Morning Beautiful' – By: Steve Holy.

I turn on my side as I watch Amber play through the song.

Amber continues to surprise me with how romantic she can truly be.

I 'accidentally' let the sheet drop down to my waist, exposing my bare breasts to the morning air.

I know the moment Amber notices my exposed hardened nipples when I can hear that her fingers stumbled over the last chords of the chorus of the song.

Somehow Amber manages to get through the rest of the song but the smirk doesn't leave her face.

My love makes her way to my side of the bed and bends over to give me a toe curling good morning kiss. I give a whimper when I feel Amber's hand grab my boob in her hand and give it a sensual squeeze as she massages it.

I chase her lips when she pulls away from the kiss.

I let out a sinful moan of a whimper as she gives my nipple a pinch and a twist.

"So now that you're awake, would you care to join me in the kitchen for a late brunch?" Amber says with a smile.

As I nod my head absentmindedly my love gives me another kiss. Amber smacks my ass before she leaves the room telling me to hurry up.

Amber's POV

As I'm placing the last of the food onto the table I see Rosalie enter the kitchen, her hair a mess from our night of passion and wearing nothing but my dress shirt from the wedding.

I swallow the lump in my throat at seeing Rosalie wearing my clothes. From the coy smirk on my girlfriend's face I know for a fact that Rose knows it does things to me seeing her in my clothes.

I make a mental note to remind myself to have Rosalie wear one of my uniform shirts. Though that sight just might kill me.

I'm broken out of my thoughts as I feel Rosalie's fingers caressing my jaw.

The smile on my face becomes bigger when I lock eyes with my incredible goddess.

I pull out a chair for Rose, but she surprises me when instead of sitting down, she pushed me into the chair and then promptly sits down sideways on my lap.

We traded kisses and soft caresses on and off for the first part of breakfast.

I managed to eat most of my food, but as time went on it became harder and harder for me to concentrate enough to get my food in my mouth without dropping it. Anyone who has seen Rosalie understands exactly what I mean when I say that everything about the woman is enough to drive anyone to distraction.

From the giggles coming from the girl in my lap, I know that I wasn't able to hide the effect that she had on me.

When Rose started wiggling and squirming in my lap I completely gave up and decided to just pull Rose closer to me as I bask in the fact that I was the one lucky enough to have this wonderful girl in my arms.

I know without a doubt that Rosalie could literally have anyone in the world. She was an absolute treasure and if she'll let me I will spend the rest of my life making sure that she never regrets choosing me.

Between the bites of food that Rosalie fed me off of her plate every few minutes or so, I kept my head snuggled into Rose's neck where I had been leaving lazy kisses off and on throughout breakfast.

My heart swells when I pull back and stare at my love's face.

With crystal clear realization my breath hitches as I understand what I have been feeling. Well I know what I have been feeling, but my brain has kept it subtlety in the back of my mind.

I was without a doubt wholeheartedly in love. When it happened? I don't even know if I could even narrow that down to an exact time frame.

It could have been when we first locked eyes so long ago in that hallway. Or when Rosalie had bought me a new light bulb when my porch bulb blew out and I was too busy with work to replace it.

It could have been when I realized that the days that Rose stayed over I would find small snacks in my uniform pockets.

It was little things like that proved to me that Rosalie not only cared, but that she pays attention to my needs.

Rose always knows how to make me feel cared for.

But most importantly it's how everything seems to click into place when I look at her.

It's almost as if my very being is reaching out to Rosalie.

I have never wanted anyone to understand me inside and out. It's quite jarring to realize that despite all of my walls and all of my defenses my very soul is reaching out to her.

I've never had this desperation to open up so that someone would know not only who I am at the core but more frightening was that I wanted and needed her to know and understand what made me into the who I am today.

That alone was such a terrifying thought.

People say that I'm strong, because I don't show it when I'm hurting. It's because it never did me any good before so long ago I locked that door and I hid my pain away.

I have never felt such a need to open that door for anyone.

There have been a few people like Clay, Mike, Kat, Wendy, Mario, or my Grandparents but with them I've only opened up a small window into that room.

It's always been difficult for me to share my past with those that I care about. It's not that I don't want to share, but I know that by doing so I'm not just sharing myself or a memory, I'm sharing pain.

Pain and suffering that the people that I love will have to deal with.

It's bad enough that I have that shit in my head, but how can I willingly subject that to others little on the people that I love?

I know that loving someone is sharing the burdens, but it's always something that I've struggled with.

But with Rosalie…. I have never wanted to be more transparent.

I think that's why I couldn't hold back the words that bubbled up even if I wanted to.

"I love you Rosalie."

From the started look on Rose's face I can tell that was the last thing that she ever expected.

I panicked slightly after a few seconds of her just staring at me.

I cleared my throat of the lump that had settled in it since Rosalie's silence.

"It's okay if you….." The rest of what I was going to say was cut off by Rosalie's lips.

Her kiss seems almost desperate as she clings to me. Obviously she couldn't get as close as she wanted since she was sitting sideways on one of my legs. We both released sinful moans when Rose promptly threw her legs over my hips to straddle me. The combination of Rosalie's touching and me pulling her into me simultaneously almost made us both combust.

I whimper and chase her lips when she suddenly withdrawals from our lip lock.

One of her hands were clamped firmly at the top of my shirt and I could feel it shaking a bit as she tried to restrain her unbridled passion. The other was cupping the back of my neck holding and yanking a little on the hair there as she opens and closes her hand almost desperately.

We stare in each other's eyes when suddenly I'm pulled back into such a full on passionate kiss.

Rosalie pulls back suddenly and I let out a frustrated groan.

The hand that had my shirt collar fisted in it released my shirt as she dragged it up to cup my face.

"I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with you Amber." Rosalie says slowly and with such determination as if she wants to make sure that I fully understand what she's saying.

The only thing that I can do I give her my biggest goofiest smiles.

Her answering smile is just as stunning.

We kiss again, but with our smiles it makes it a little difficult.

After some giggling Rosalie laces her hands behind my neck and whispers "Take me to bed My Love."

Who am I to deny the woman I love anything.

I grab her by her butt cheeks as I stand up and she automatically wraps her legs around me like a koala.

Rose's giggles as I make our way to the bedroom are like music to my ears.