Rose pov
One year later
Dean and I are in Madrid. After a year together we decided to go for a few days away. We both want to visit Spain at some point, and we thought that is an opportunity now. One year together from our first kiss and the night he claimed me as his. And eleven months that we living together. The house is perfect, two bedrooms- three bathrooms, 2 story house. I love it from the first moment. And our life together is fantastic. All my fear and stress were gone. Our life together is now complete. My book after a year continues to do well. My editor wants a full-time job for me. I already started a new book. The cafe bar is going great. It has become the most popular spot in LA. We went back to our hometown for a few days when we were about four months together. We told our parents, and they were very excited. His parents were hoping that now we were in the same town we would end up together. My mom already knew from high school that I like Dean so no surprise for her. My dad was a little skeptical about Dean. He was a player before. But after a talk, they did my dad and Dean he loved him.
“Love, are you ready?” I hear Dean from outside the bathroom.
“Yes, baby. I’m coming” After a minute I go outside and I see Dean look at me with an open mouth. I go closer to him and I close his mouth with my finger.
“Sorry. Just you are so beautiful”
“Thanks, I wanted to wear your favorite color tonight.” A blue vintage dress up the knee.
“It’s perfect. Let’s go before we spend our anniversary in the room of the hotel” I laugh and I take his hand. We walk outside the hotel to the restaurant. Is near so we don’t have a problem walking there. The restaurant is beautiful, small, and fancy. We ordered and we chatted until the food arrived. All the time we were in the restaurant I couldn’t stop laughing. Dean always makes me laugh with his jokes. I love that when your man makes you laugh. My man, Dean is my man. After dinner, we walk around the area. It’s the perfect night. No cold, no heat, I wear flat shoes thank God. We stop at a spot where we see the bright.
“Rose?” I turn to look at him. He is on his knee and holds a small box. My God is this that I think it is?
“My Rose I think it's time to tell you some things. First of all, thank you for coming into my life and making me want to be a better person. I feel complete next to you now, my life has gained meaning. I do not want you to be sad about anything beyond this because I will be by your side to protect you from everyone and everything. I will be the rock, your port, the hug you ask for at night to sleep. Make my life more important, give my soul the balm, give my heart the pulse, accept to be my wife’’ I start crying, he opens the box and I see the small diamond ring. He is looking at me waiting for an answer.
“Dean you are the man of my life, from a little girl I have a crush on you. You were a dream come true. You are the best thing that happened to me. To be your wife will make me the happiest woman on earth” he smiles and passes the ring on my finger, he kisses my hand and stands up and we kiss on the lips.
“You make me the happiest man. I love you so much” he says and I smile at him.
“I love you too and I’m so glad that we are going to do this” he cups my face and kisses me again and again.