Chapter three

I woke up eager to tell Nate about my plan.

I went to work in a cheerful mood singing in a low melody to my favorite song. There was not much to do at the office. I only had to respond to a few e-mails, arrange and then sign the final papers of the new deal we have made.

I message Nate asking him to meet me by 7 pm at our secret place, his cabin which is 2 hours away from here in another town.

The day passed by very smooth with no nagging from my father. His hands have been too busy with his wedding planning. If it was for dad, he would've just thrown some money at a wedding planner to get the job done but for his new queen, Elise thinks its more special if they organize it together. Pure stupidity if you ask me.

After work I got into my jeep, blasting Khalid at a deafening volume. For the first time in a while, I feel this good and free. And I'm planning on keeping it so, starting now.

I parked my car in the same spot at the back of the cabin's garage and walked to the back entrance. Using the spare key Nate gave me I open the door.

To my surprise the floor was lit with candlelight, red flower petals scattered on the tiles formed like arrows guiding the way. I followed the arrows and end up in the guest room. Every picture we've ever taken is on the wall or printed on heart shaped balloons. I take in the scenario in awe and wonder.

Walking straight to the bed there was more flower petals and a big heart made of flowers, beneath the heart lies a question that stopped my heart from beating. Tears form at my eyes and my heart swells for the amount of love I treasure for this man and everything he has done.

From the corner of my eye,s I see a figure move from behind the door. Nathan walks to me and got on his knees with a little red box where there's the most beautiful ring I've ever seen.

"Marry me, Lana Xavier," he asked in a low shaky voice.

My name never sounded so good coming from anyone else. More tears fill my eyes. I started crying like an little idiot. I am at loss for words to say anything to him.

"yes, yes, yes."

"but only if we go away from here. Far away from our family. Only me and you. No one to tell us who we can and cannot love," I plea.

"if it means I get to spend the rest of my days by your side then ten thousand times yes," he slid the ring in my finger. He got up from his knee and kiss me with eager and passion lacing from his pink lips.

I put my arms around his neck and kiss him with as much yearn in mines. He slowly lifts me and bring me to the bed. He removes my dress without leaving my lips, he went down to my neck and then back to my lips but this time it was demanding as demanding as his manhood poking my belly, both my hands was buried in his curls. I take his shirt off and he proceeds to take his pants off. He's back to kissing me but this time it wasn't limited to my lips and neck his lips were pleasuring every inch of my body. He positions himself on top of me before he finally spread my legs as he slides his manhood in me, I cry out. He grasps my neck and started pounded into me, I moan in ecstasy. It went on until we were out of breath, he slides next to me and take me into his arms.

"when do we go?" he asked half asleep.

"tomorrow," I answered. "my dad's flying to France tomorrow. It's the perfect opportunity."