She had not missed the three words that fell from his lips as he fell back against the seat in the shower. While normally she would have told him the same in return, she was far too preoccupied with her task at hand. She would save her response for when both of them were satisfied.

Hand continued to stroke him, putting the right amount of pressure while maintaining a slight twist. She wanted him to come unglued as she had done for him. She knew he would not last long. The way his muscles tightened and his hips push up to meet her every stroke, she knew he would be calling out her name soon.

Lips joined her teasing, causing a suction that she knew him to be a fond of. The longer she continued, the more she could sense his body responding in earnest. Hand moved to cup his balls, gently fondling them and putting pressure in just the right places. And when he called out her name, she knew his was just on the cusp of his own orgasm. Her hands moved must faster, driving him higher and higher as her lips remained on him (after all, this would be far cleaner). And when he finally came, she stroked him until he stopped pulsating. Gently, she swallowed his generous offering before slowly pulling back from him.

She kissed the top of his thigh before she slowly stood and moved closer to him. Sliding into his lap, she wrapped her arms around his neck as her lips pressed into his in a light, passionate kiss. "I love you more than anything, Troy..." She smiled as she kissed him again. "...and I cannot wait to be yours for all of eternity." With a sigh of content, she rested her head on the top of his shoulder as she relished this simple moment.

But like all things, the hot water had nearly run out and Amelia began to shiver slightly. Slowly, she eased herself off his lap and extended a hand to him for him to take. She helped him to his feet before turning off the water and opening the shower door to grab both of their towels. She handed one to him before taking her own and beginning to dry off her body so it did not drip all over the bathroom floor. Once her body was dry, she leaned over so her hair draped in front of her face before wrapping her hair in the towel and throwing it back over her head.

Stepping from the shower, she sashayed her hips as she walked into the bedroom and found a matching pair of lace underwear and bra. She slipped those on before heading into the bathroom and grabbing her hair dryer to attempt to tame her brown hair.

While she was busy with the blow dryer, she caught Troy's eyes in the reflection of the mirror. "Do you have a preference on when you want our wedding to be?" She had already told him she wanted a small, intimate gathering in a barn. But this was a partnership and he deserved to have some say in the matter.