Finally, I was finished on the phone, so I chased Victoria around the apartment until she caught me.Finally, I was finished on the phone, so I chased Victoria around the apartment until she caught me. We kissed. "Aren't we the eager one, telling my dad we're going to buy rings today." "Are we not?" She cocked her head. "You know I want official engagement, at five-star restaurant. You are on knee and asking," she pouted. "I thought, the sooner, the better." Victoria nibbled on my ear, then moved to my neck. "Please?" She began stroking my thighs. The gentle kisses, light caresses, and her presence threatened to swallow me. "We'll go to your restaurant, baby. I'll do the whole ritual thing," I said. She stopped playing with my body and my senses. Otherwise, I would've attacked her again. We went to buy our engagement and wedding rings after a late lunch. The week was non-stop after that; making arrangements for the wedding, getting the tickets for the trip home, and informing my friends. Victoria knew very few people, except for my friends, so finding a maid of honor and bridesmaids was going to be a problem. Victoria also moved out of my apartment and into the house. My lease kept me from joining her right away. "You or I should -- convince -- them to let you move," she said one night. I said no, that I had too much else to worry about, and that moving would take care of itself. She asked me if I had other reasons for not wanting to bite the real estate people. I assured her that if there was anybody I wanted to bite, it was my landlord. |