Post by frank maxwell longbottom on Jul 11, 2014 3:54:39 GMT -5
Being with someone like this, it never felt so perfect. The awkward first time with Claire. The obligation encounters with Marietta had been alright, but nothing was quite like this. No time was as beautiful or as passionate. He never felt so whole with either of them laying there as he did with Molly next to him. She was his other half, she was the best person in his life and he loved her more than anything in the world. If anyone tried to take her away from him, he would defend her with his life. She was all his now, his heart, his soul, all of it. If he ever lost her, he would lose his mind. He wouldn't even consider going to America without her, even if he had to toss her over his shoulder and carry her. Molly was his mate and he might sound like a crazy wolf, but he would fight for her.
Frank smiled when she turned in his arms, allowing him to look at her perfect face. She was more than just beautiful, she was utter perfection. There was almost a glow about her that some people just didn't have. Something radiant and perfect. She always had it and Frank knew that he was the luckiest man alive for it.
"Tomorrow it is then. Do your parents know?" He asked, nuzzling her neck to make sure that she was completely coated in his scent. Frank slid his hand around her hip, resting his hand on her lower back to keep her close. He was sure that his family was curious about what was happening between them, but respected Frank enough to keep their distance. Considering how nosey his younger siblings were, he was shocked about that.
"A little bit of both. I knew that you loved me enough to considering going. I just had to make sure that damn ego of yours didn't get in the way." He teased, there was a chance that he would never stop smiling now. She felt so wonderful against him, it was the greatest feeling possible.
"Plus if I had a walk in closet to dangle in front of your face it would be much harder for you to say no."
Frank smiled when she turned in his arms, allowing him to look at her perfect face. She was more than just beautiful, she was utter perfection. There was almost a glow about her that some people just didn't have. Something radiant and perfect. She always had it and Frank knew that he was the luckiest man alive for it.
"Tomorrow it is then. Do your parents know?" He asked, nuzzling her neck to make sure that she was completely coated in his scent. Frank slid his hand around her hip, resting his hand on her lower back to keep her close. He was sure that his family was curious about what was happening between them, but respected Frank enough to keep their distance. Considering how nosey his younger siblings were, he was shocked about that.
"A little bit of both. I knew that you loved me enough to considering going. I just had to make sure that damn ego of yours didn't get in the way." He teased, there was a chance that he would never stop smiling now. She felt so wonderful against him, it was the greatest feeling possible.
"Plus if I had a walk in closet to dangle in front of your face it would be much harder for you to say no."