01 | New's Year
MARK:
"I will love you until the end of time"
"Lilly!" I call out to my girlfriend of 4 years. She turns her head in my direction, her eyes sparkling with excitement and happiness. "Mark!" she yells back, her voice filled with warmth as she runs towards me. As she reaches me, she throws her arms around my neck, pulling me into a tight embrace. I wrap my arms around her waist, holding her close to me, inhaling her sweet scent. I can feel her heart racing against my chest as she holds me just as tightly.
"Mark, you almost made me think you wouldn't come," she teases, I gasp in fake hurt. "Me? I would never!" She laughs softly, shaking her head. "I know," she replies, still smiling brightly. I look down at her, my eyes meeting hers as I place a gentle kiss on her lips. She responds immediately, her lips parting just slightly as she allows me entry. Our tongues dance together, exploring each other's mouths as we deepen the kiss. The taste of strawberries fills my mouth as she pulls away, breathless and flushed.
"You know we should stop before things get out of hand," she whispers, her voice barely audible. I nod in agreement, but only because I know that we both need to take things slow. We sit down on the beach blanket we brought with us, facing the sea where the fireworks will be launched in a few minutes. I take her hand in mine, intertwining our fingers together.
"You know I can't stop telling you how much I love you," I whisper to her, my voice filled with sincerity. She looks away, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink. "Stop it," she mumbles, but she doesn't pull her hand away from mine. Instead, she squeezes it gently.
Just then, a firework explodes in the sky, casting a beautiful light across the beach. I look at her lovingly, before leaning in to place a soft kiss on her jawline. She melts into my touch, her body pressing against mine. We sit there for a moment, simply enjoying each other's company as the fireworks continue to light up the sky.
"Happy New Year," I murmur against her lips, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes. She smiles back at me, her eyes filled with love and adoration.
"Happy New Year," she replies softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Our lips meet again in a soft, tender kiss. It's a kiss that promises love and commitment, a kiss that says we're in this together, no matter what comes our way.
Right?
