/Samantha/
"Of course not, don't be foolish but it's just that we're so young and I mean, we were drunk, you didn't really want to marry me did you?" "Of course not, don't be silly but it's just that we're so young and I mean, we were drunk." I inquired while peering once again into his eyes.
He laughed bitterly and added, "Samantha, I've been waiting to marry you again since I was 8 years old." He said this with a little smile that didn't reach his eyes and chuckled. "Samantha, I've been waiting to marry you again since I was 8 years old."
"Again? What exactly do you mean when you say marry me once more?" I inquired in bewilderment, and he laughed.
"Don't you remember that one time we got married and then it got annulled? When I was 8 years old and you were only 7 years old, you forced me to get married to you inside of your pink Wendy home in front of your dolls as witnesses "he stated smiling. I broke out laughing because there's no way in hell that I could have forgotten that. He didn't let go of my hand the whole day and kept referring to me as his wife.
Laughing, he continued, "I love you more than anything in the world, Samantha, and I want to be married to you. I hoped we'd get married some day, but it happened sooner than I imagined it would." "I want to be married to you because I love you more than anything in the world." My mouth dropped open in shock; is he suggesting that he wants to keep his marriage?
"Henry, what exactly are you referring to there? You don't want to end the marriage, do you?" I asked, completely taken aback, and he just shook his head.
'No, I don't, but if that's what you want then we will, but I wish you'd give me a chance, I love you, and I want you to be my wife,' he said, kissing my neck and causing me to shiver. "No, I don't, but if that's what you want then we will."
The pills were finally beginning to take effect, and I noticed that my headache was beginning to subside. As a result, I was able to think a little more clearly. I remained silent because I was completely at a loss for words. There I was concerned that he would want to end our relationship, but it turns out that he is delighted about it. "However, how? I mean, what are the chances of our marriage lasting? Both of us are still students, and for heaven' sake, we live at home with our parents. Henry, this won't work "I responded by nodding my head.
When he looked deeply into my eyes, he asked me, "Samantha, do you love me?"
I responded with an honest "Of course I do," because that was such a ridiculous question.
He asked with a grin, "Do you believe there will ever be a day when you'll want someone else?" I shook my head violently and replied that there was no way I could ever want anyone other than Henry since I love him with all of my heart.
Once more, he smiled "Would you ever consider getting married to someone like me? Have a great house? Kids? "he inquired. I gave it some thinking and asked myself if I really wanted to wake up next to Henry for the rest of my life. Have tiny Henrys of their own tearing up the place? I flashed a grin, and the response was "hell yeah, I did."
I frowned and replied, "Yeah, I do; nevertheless, Henry, we're still so young."
He grinned, "Samantha, our ages are irrelevant to one another because I will soon be graduating high school. I've already been given the opportunity to begin my apprenticeship, and within the next two years, I'll have completed all of the necessary training to become a fully qualified engineer. I'll make a lot of money, and I'll be able to take care of you "he stated it in all candor.
I gently stroked his face and said, "Henry, it doesn't matter to me if we have money." I asked him with a frown on my face if he thought I wanted him because of the life he could provide for me.
"I didn't mean it that way Samantha bear, I meant once I start my job I'll be able to afford to get a place, we could move out, live together, you'd be able to go to USC like you always wanted and we could get a place close so that we could both travel and then come back together at night, I promise I'd be the best husband in the world," he said, giving me his adorable puppy dog face that made it impossible for me to say no.
I gave it some thinking, and when I looked at him, it seemed so simple. It did have a good ring to it, Mrs. Henry Williams, if you know what I mean.
"Give me a chance, please," he pleaded, and I couldn't help but laugh since the idea of having Henry as my husband sounded like something out of a fairy tale.
"Are you Mrs. Williams?" I said with a sneer, to which he responded with a grin and his eyes brightened up.
"Mrs. Samantha Jane Williams," he added while squeezing me even more closely to him.
I grimaced and shook my head in disgust. "Who said I would agree to use your name, handsome young man? I mean, Henry Thomas has a nice ring to it "I remarked that while attempting to appear serious.
He stated it with a smirk, "If you really wanted me to take your name I would, but I know you've always despised Thomas anyhow." "If you really wanted me to take your name I would."
I giggled. Okay, so he does actually know way too much about me. "So you're going to give me a chance, right? Will you continue to be my spouse?" He asked me in all seriousness, his gorgeous green eyes glistening with excitement. When I gave him the signal to start, he made a roaring sound of excitement and then passionately kissed me. My stomach started churning with excitement, and then I realized that I was about to marry him.
I cocked an eyebrow in his direction and continued, "On one condition."
He nipped on my ear lobe while smiling and uttering the word "anything."
I uttered those words with a trembling voice and added, "You have to tell our parents."
He grimaced but eventually gave a reluctant nod and said, "Ok deal," while passionately kissing me one more.
"Do you know what it is that just occurred to me?" I asked giggling.
"What is that, my incredibly lovely wife?" I couldn't help but giggle at his smug expression as he inquired.
I pulled at the buttons on his shirt in an attempt to get it off of him as I said, "Well, we waited till after we were married to have sex," and he laughed at the same time.
Kissing me and slipping his shirt over his head, he added, "You're right, wow that's incredibly responsible of us," seeing as how I was having difficulty because of my cast. "You're right, wow that's really responsible of us."
I couldn't help but grin as I ran my hands all over his stunning body and thought to myself, "This is my husband." He made a low moaning sound as he worked his hands up my thighs and then slid his hands under the hemline of my dress.
As he moved away from Samantha bear, he murmured, "Mmm Samantha bear, how about I order us some room service?" I'm sorry, but does this mean he doesn't want to make love to me? Why does he continually put things off till later? When I stood up, he asked me, "What do you have a craving for?" My mouth started to moisten as I looked at him standing there in only his trousers, and I bit my lip to keep it from happening. Laughing, he told Samantha, "Take that look off your face, you can't eat me," and she laughed back.
I heaved a sigh and climbed off the bed, unzipping my dress and let it to fall to the ground as I did so. At that moment, I heard him gasp, and his sexual face had returned in full force. I gave him a spin and asked, "Like my lingerie for when I lost my virginity?" I inquired while raising one brow.
As he took up the phone to call for room service, he said something to the effect of "Mmm I love it, but I really think we should eat something, a delicious fried breakfast would get rid of your hangover," looking a little bit distressed as he did so.
"Would you like to order coffee with me?" I inquired if you were going to the restroom.
After using the restroom, I cleansed my face and combed my hair before tying it in a messy ponytail and brushing it into place. When I looked in the mirror, I hardly recognized myself; my eyes were sparkling and my cheeks were flushed with color. I knew that it was due of Henry, and I just couldn't stop smiling. I went back to the room, changed into one of the bathrobes, and just as room service was about to knock on the door, I was there.
After we had finished eating, Henry went and started a bath. "Hey, want to take a bath with me?" he asked alluringly while kissing down the side of my neck and softly biting on the skin, and I responded, "Oh hell yeah." I gave a curt nod and chewed my lower lip. He remarked to me as he nudged me toward the entrance, "Well, you get in there then, I'll be in in a few minutes I just need to text the guys and sort out what time they want to meet up and stuff all right," and he entered the room shortly after.
I carefully avoided getting my cast wet as I submerged myself in the bubble bath that he had prepared for me and soaked there for a while. After waiting for a short while, he entered the room, climbed up behind me, and wrapped his arms around me before taking out a puff and beginning to wash me, focusing his attention primarily on my breasts and stomach. He kissed me down my neck while softly biting my skin, which caused me to groan and tilt my head back so that he could get better access.
I reached behind my head and slid my hand over my shoulder before grabbing his erection and stimulating him with light pressure. This caused him to groan and breathe heavily down my neck. He massaged me softly while slipping his fingers between my legs, which caused a tingling sensation all over my body. Because I loved him so much, I wanted him right away; the anticipation was driving me crazy, and I just couldn't stand it any more.