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It was strange, something he had never noticed; the slight curve of her neck as she tilted her head upward, signaling that she was indeed trying to listen to what he was saying. His words were completely lost to him at that point, as he was drawn to her soft, white skin that seemed to span for ages downward, creating the concave shadows of her ivory collarbone. A soft blue eye twinkled in the candle light, a smile forming in it. Somewhere along the way, he had begun to trace the shape of her lips with his orange colored eyes; breathlessly startled by the red she had put on them. Where had his mind been that he had not noticed the subtle changes she had made especially for him? He chuckled inside himself, reminding his conscience that she was, underneath all the lovely bravado and bright life, a woman so cherished and admired for the mystery she portrayed, the slight detail she remembered and the undeniable talent she possessed as a work of living, breathing art.
What else could he say to her at that point, no breath to continue as she tilted her head back down, softly waving crimson hair swaying in effortless motion, gently cascading into the plain of her breasts. Her white dress clung loosely to her figure, but the light shining through it betrayed her shape as she shifted in confusion for the simple fact that he had just stopped. Mid speech, he had been caught by her and her mischievous smile, as if she was daring him to come closer, baiting him into a trap.
And trapped he was, standing silently and using his thumb and forefinger to crane her chin up towards him. Their lips touched and he felt her jump, which was followed by the gentle feeling of her eyelashes fluttering closed, and her features dissolving into a contented smile. Everything connected in them, their children, their experiences, their fights , pleasantries and awkward love. As he pulled away slightly, he pressed his forehead to hers, enjoying the natural warmth and happiness she emitted.
“I love you,” he whispered into her breaths, and he smiled, finishing with a slight whisper “always.”
