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Unexpectedly Helena actually bent her legs. “Mike, we are the center of attention of people,” he said with a face that looked panicked.
“Will you marry me?” Mike repeated the question.
Helena blinked her eyes, her face was red, she looked at the blue ocean in the eyes of the man who was proposing to her as if seeking reassurance.
Their eyes clashed for a while before Helena nodded her head. “I will marry you,” she replied softly without taking her eyes off Mike's.
Mike smiled broadly. “Give me a hug,” he said.
Helena instantly pursed her lips, how could the man who proposed to her ask for a hug? Shouldn't it be the opposite? Mike grabbed Helena by the back using his palm and carried her into a hug.
“Thank you, Helena,” said Mike near Helena's ear.
Helena nodded. He could only nod, everything was too fast, completely beyond his expectations.
“Are you guys done?” ask Sidney.
“Sidney, come here baby,” said Mike.
The little girl obeyed what her father said, he approached Mike and Helena. “So you guys have made peace?”
“We didn't fight,” says Helena.
Mike just chuckled. “You forgot your flowers, baby,” Mike said as he held out a bouquet of red roses that Helena had not received.
“Oh, thank you,” said Helena while receiving the flowers.
“Congratulations, you will finally officially become a family,” Sophia said as she approached Helena and gave her a hug. So did Harry who congratulated Mike.
Finally after being the center of attention of people passing by they disperse. Sidney returns with Sophia, saying she wants Mike and Helena to relax and enjoy their time. Looks like Mike should thank his understanding cousin.
“It looks like we should celebrate tonight,” Mike told Helena who was on his back. He insisted on holding Helena.
Helena put her chin on Mike's shoulder, never in her life had she felt this beautiful life. Being in the arms of a man, clutching flowers down the Brooklyn bridge.
Like dream. Yep. Like dream.
“Why are you quiet?” ask Mike.
“A-I.. feel like I'm dreaming,” replied Helena slowly.
“Unfortunately this is real,” answered Mike. “What if we have dinner in a romantic place?”
“You are like a young man,” replied Helena in a mocking tone but sounded light.
“I was always young, age thirty-six can not be said old,” replied Mike did not accept with the words of Helena who seemed to say old.
“Alright, we will have a romantic dinner while talking about wedding plans,” Mike said.
“P-wedding?” ask Helena.
Stupid me!
“-I mean, what's this fast?”
“If need be tomorrow,” replied Mike.
“Hah?”
“How?”
“Don't you just say we're gonna talk over a romantic meal? Why are we talking here?” Helena Protest.
“So you're looking forward to a romantic dinner too?” ask Mike in a seductive tone.
Helena was only able to hit Mike's shoulder slowly using one of her hands.
***
The two lovebirds returned to their residence at about nine p.m., when Helena was about to head to her room Mike ordered Helena to go into Mike's room. Helena obeys the orders of her future husband, after putting flowers into a vase she enters Mike's room. He has to get used to staying in Mike's room as they are getting married in the near future according to their agreement.
Helena entered the bathroom, she took off all her clothes. After cleansing his body he soaked his body in a bath tube filled with warm water. Relaxing his body, enjoying the sensation of warm water that felt so comfortable seeping into his skin.
***
Mike enters his room, he picks up some of Helena's personal equipment intending to move it into Mike's room. He did not see where his future wife was, he guessed Helena was in the bathroom. Slowly pushing the bathroom door that was not in the key, he saw the figure of Helena lying inside the bath tube. His eyes were closed, his hair was wet, his skin was pale wet, his chest was tight poking some water, his pink top looked bright.
Mike never knew if Helena's body turned out to be that beautiful. Her chest was not big but it certainly looked pleasant. His stomach looked flat, his hips looked curved with a slender waist. But there was a small tattoo on his stomach. His thighs and legs looked level and something between his thighs. Oh. Mike wanted to feel there. How many times did Mike swallow his own saliva, something behind his pants had even hardened as hard as steel.
Mike held his breath, he pushed the door open completely and Helena opened her eyes. Their eyes clashed. Pretty long.
Helena soon gained control of herself, she crossed her arms as if protecting her chest from Mike's gaze while her face looked red.
“Come out, don't stay too long in the water,” Mike said in a hoarse voice. His eyes looked so hungry as if he was a predator stalking its prey. However, his tone is still able to control.
Helena awkwardly changed her position, straightening her body in aid with one hand while one arm was still trying to protect her chest.
“Come here, I will dry your body,” said Mike as he grabbed a neat towel folded on the clean towel storage rack.
Dazed, Helena stood up and then stepped off the bath tube, she approached Mike. Let Mike take care of her, dry her body and hair. With a hungry look Mike put away the towel in his hand, the tip of his fingers tracing Helena's cleavage.
“Beauty,” says Mike.
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