They embraced in silence, a quiet acknowledgment that their relationship had evolved.

Outside, beyond the undrawn curtains of their floor-to-ceiling windows, soft snowflakes danced gracefully through the air.

Too exhausted to move, Olivia whispered in wonder, “It’s snowing! How beautiful!”

Dylan retrieved a velvet box from the bedside table and placed it in her hand.

Olivia looked at him, saying nothing.

Dylan opened the box for her, revealing a stunning blue diamond ring.

He whispered softly, “I bought this at an auction recently-9.

9 carats, a symbol of forever love.

Try it on, see if you like it.

middle finger to try on the ring, though it was clearly

as the ring obviously didn’t fit

the ring hesitantly

responding verbally, Dylan gently laid her back

strands of her black hair framed

her hand firmly, his touch gentle, his breath

the familiar expression he wore each time his desires surfaced,

been intimate a few times not too

still yearn for more so

seemed unable to hold back, having embraced her

was

He was unusually quiet.

when cheerful, yet capable of becoming quite intense when

if their connection was

French window, contrasting with the warm,

close, his nose barely brushing against hers, his voice

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