Olive's P.O.V.
**Song Suggestion: Turning Page by Sleeping At Last**
"Merry Christmas, Rose." Lucas woke me up with a small present. He sat at the edge of the bed with an excited smile. "Open it."
I rubbed my eyes, sitting up and grabbing the box. It was small, but had a beautiful red ribbon with printed roses on it. I untied the ribbon, slowly opening the box to reveal another smaller, black, velvet box. I furrowed my brow as I opened it. Inside was a beautiful rose ring with a large center stone in the center of the rose. The rings band had delicate and dainty leaf and twig style motifs. It was stunningly beautiful, but it looked like an engagement ring.
I went to look at him to ask if he realized what he had gotten, but when I looked up I found him on one knee beside the bed. My eyes widened and my heart began to race. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but God was I ready for him to ask.
"Olive Brewer, you are the light of my life. The sun that I revolve around. You are everything good and pure in my life. You are the love of my life. The one I've been waiting for, my everything, and I will never let you go. I never thought I could be this happy again. I never thought I could find someone like you, but you have shown me what true love is. I will never take you for granted, Olive. I love you more than words can say. You are giving me the greatest gift of life, our child, but will you grace me with one more? Will you be my wife and be mine forever?"
I could feel the tears pouring from my eyes as I nodded my head crazily.
"Yes, a thousand times yes!" I choked out, reaching for him.
We hugged and kissed happily as he placed the ring on my finger. It fit perfectly, like he had it made just for me. He kissed my forehead and then my nose and my cheeks. He kissed my neck and then my collar bone. I felt such happiness envelope me, seeping deep into my heart. It was a moment unlike any other. It was perfect.
"I love you, Lucas," I whispered, cupping his face with my hands.
I stared into those deep brown eyes before I kissed him like never before. I let every ounce of love I have for him pour out of me like a faucet. Our kiss deepened with tongues dancing around one another. Our hands explored one another, familiarizing themselves with each other again.
Lucas' fingers grazed the skin of my stomach as he lifted my shirt over my head. His eyes admired me with such intensity that I almost shied away. Instead, I stared back in the same manner, reciprocating his love. I took his shirt off next, not breaking eye contact until it went over his head. Our lips met again with a furious hunger and deep passion.
His hands trailed down my thighs as his pulled my sweatpants off along with my underwear until I laid bare for him. He kissed me once more gently before standing to take off his own pants. I watched him admiring his god-like physique. He propped himself over me, kissing my nose and smiling. His nose nuzzled into my neck as his lips gave me soft kisses. My skin tingled with goosebumps at his touch.
My fingers ran through his thick soft hair, playing with it lovingly. I felt his dick graze over my wet folds lightly, making me try to scoot down to let him know I wanted him in me. He complied happily as he aligned himself with my engraved, slowly entering me as he stared deep into my eyes. I looked right back into them. The most beautiful eyes you could look into.
I moaned as he hit that special one. The one I swear is made just for him. His moves were delicate and sensual, moving me to a slow rhythm that drove my body mad. I felt ready to burst in a matter of minutes. Lucas has a way of making everything feel so explosive and intense. He sucked at the hardened buds of nipples, causing me to moan loudly. My hips swayed involuntarily against him, feeling his muscles against the sensitive bundle of nerves between my legs.
He continued to cause me pleasure until I reached one of the most intense orgasms. I milked Lucas for all he's worth as his seed squirted deep inside me. No point in pulling out now, we're already pregnant. We stayed in one anothers arms, lightly kissing one another. Our hands caressed one another mindlessly.
"Thank you, Rose." Lucas broke the silence first.
"For what?"
"For saying yes."
I kissed him once more, pecking his lips.
"Thank you for asking."
The rest of the morning went well. I somehow managed to hold my breakfast down. We sat cuddles up together on the couch watching Hallmark Christmas movies together, sipping on hot coco. Around 2 o'clock our alone time was taken away. We had decided today would be the day we tell Davis and Carter. I had come up with some like excuse to drop out of the championship and Davis was pretty disappointed. We had a small argument about commitment before he sighed and let me go. I opened the door to find a serious Davis and a smiling Carter as usual.
"Merry Christmas Twinkle Toes," Carter greeted me when Davis said nothing.
"Merry Christmas Carter."
"Don't call her that. She obviously doesn't care about her title." Davis crossed his arms, seeming upset as he entered.
"It's Christmas, Davis, have some cheer." Carter elbowed him on the side earninf him a scowl from Davis.
"What did you want to talk about?" Davis asked, seeming ready to leave.
I sighed, feeling really nervous about telling him.
"Sit down, this is serious." I gestured for them to take a seat on the couch. Davis' demeanor changed instantly at the words 'this is serious'.
I sat beside Lucas, needing his support to spill the news. Carter sat on the recliner to the right and Davis on the one to the left. I looked at Davis knowing this news was intended for him to hear. He was the father I wish I had. The person I respect the most and I need him to approve.
"What is, Liv? You're worrying me." Davis clasped his hands in front of him, having his thumbs poke at his lip.
"The reason I couldn't fight isn't because I didn't want to or because I was sick. It's because.." I bit my lip, feeling so scared to say the words.
"Because I got her pregnant," Lucas said it for me, wording it so that all the blame was on him.
"It's not just his fault obviously. I wasn't being careful either. We have a plan though, and I know we're young, but-"
I stopped talking as Davis got up. His face was unreadable as he stalked towards us. I was so scared that he was going to punch Lucas but instead he lifted me off the couch and into a large hug. He held me close to him for a long while. In all our years together Davis has never once held me so tightly except maybe after I spilled my life story.
"Congratulations, Liv. You deserve all the happiness in the world and if this is something you want then I support it fully. We're here for you always, no matter what. You know that right?" He said, pulling out of our hug, placing his hand on my shoulder as he stared into my eyes. I felt them mist over again, feeling overly emotional. I nodded, unable to speak through the thick emotions in my throat.
"I hope it gets your fighting spirit," Carter chimed in, boxing the air as if to show my fighting spirit. I sniggered at him.
"Thank you guys."
"You better marry this woman and care for her and your child right or I'm coming for you!" Davis pointed his finger at Lucas with the most intimidating face he could muster.
"Already asked her to marry me this morning, Mr Viking, sir." Lucas smiled, being his playful self. Davis narrowed his eyes at the nickname but ultimately let it go.
"Good." He nodded.
Carter and Davis decided to stay for dinner. They helped us cook as we all talked and joked. I loved seeing Lucas bond with the important people in my life. A knock at the door pulled my attention from this beautiful moment. I guess the next guest has arrived.