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.

try on the ring, though it

as the

around the ring hesitantly and suggested, “Maybe I should take it off- It

responding verbally, Dylan gently laid her back onto the

the pillows, and strands of her black hair framed her face, enhancing her radiant skin, which seemed to rival

firmly, his touch gentle, his breath caressing

expression he wore each time his desires surfaced, leaving her slightly taken

had just been intimate a few times not

yearn for more so

back, having

intimate moments, Dylan was not

He was unusually quiet.

varied widely-playful when cheerful, yet capable of becoming quite

as if their connection was merely a fleeting

heavily outside the French window, contrasting with

leaned close, his nose barely brushing against

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