He stared up into your dark eyes, those lovely earthy tones that connected you with the world around you. He knew you wanted him, and you knew he wanted you. That was it. Your blonde hair fell about your face in its odd lengths. You gazed into his piercing blue eyes, set into a face with creamy skin, with long flowing red hair surrounding that beautiful face as you lay on top of him.

You touched your hand to his perfect face, feeling the soft skin beneath your fingertips. "I love you."

"I love you too." He said to you in response. He pushed you back with his hand on your shoulder. He reached over to the bedside table and opened it, a smile on his face. "Will you marry me?"

You blushed a vibrant red, the heat apparent in your face as he looked at you, awaiting your answer. You smiled and held your hand up to accept the golden ring with the topaz stone. "I will."

He slipped the ring on your finger. "Happy birthday love."