Bestfriend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby by TheBlues

Kelly's

POV

The familiar touch of his fingers. The familiar graze of his tongue. The affectionate gaze of his blue eyes. The gentleness of his voice. Everything about him makes me weak and strong at the same time. He makes me excited. He makes me nervous. He makes me feel

pain. He makes me feel joy. I feel like without him, I cannot function well anymore.

I rolled on the right side of the bed and my eyes found a bare back of a man, sleeping peacefully beside

1. me.

I could still feel his touch. The remnants of his fingers and kisses all over my body remained and I can't help but to reminisce about what happened between us last night. How he confessed that he's deeply in love with me. How he proposed and how he kissed me hungrily.

I pressed my lips together and slowly lifted my hand. The tip of my fingertips gently touched the skin of his shoulder. It was hardened from his muscles and it felt so warm. I want to touch him all day and night.

"You wanna make love again?" Pierce's hoarse voice startled me.

Slowly, he lay on his back and turned to me. His eyes immediately found mine and I couldn't help but stare at him nervously.

He proposed marriage to me last night. We made love. He told me he's deeply in love with me. Everything about it is real right? I wasn't dreaming, right?

wanted to say anything but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was still

He forgave me and he gave me another chance. He wants us to start anew. Him, me and

my heart

of his lips slowly rose and

love with me for so long.

protruded it afterwards. 1

cheek, removing the strands

and amazing girl

aside from his physical features over the years. The maturity on his face was evident in a good way. He's handsome years ago but he's become more handsome now. I think I already

on his side. "Where do you wanna get married? What kind

you want?"

my wedding gown's veil would still reach

listening to me entertains him so

I

like this. A quality time,

hand and slowly intertwined our fingers. I

fascinating how every single thing about us compliments each other. It's like we're made for each

of a smile was on his lips and his brown eyes were watching