His words sent an erotic shiver through me. Once he made sure I had a good-sized hickey on my neck, he finished buttoning me up and I pulled on my sweater and zipped it up. Since I ruined his shirt, he pulled on a t-shirt that he'd had in the back. I apologized, but he just kissed me and said he loved it and that buttons were easy to replace. He started the truck and we drove home with my head on his shoulder and my hand in his. When we got home we made out some more, and I asked if he was serious about marrying me.
"Completely. I'll get you a ring first thing in the morning."
I was stunned. "No way! Really?"
He pulled me in for a kiss. "Way really!"
"Oh my," I kissed him back.
"But what about college?"
"We can still go. We should probably wait until after we graduate for the ceremon
