"Lila, will you do me the honor of becoming my girlfriend?" I ask her with hope in my voice. Everything is falling in place and soon she will be mine and the whole world will know it. People will write about us, and they will want to see us together, take pictures of us that will last for all eternity, meaning that our love is eternal and it can never die. A smile comes to her face. "Yes. I would like that" She speaks and I never want to stop seeing her smile and just her face, she makes me so happy.

I lean in and capture her lips into mine and I feel so turned on at the moment, wanting nothing more than to take her here and now where the whole world can see. However, I want our first time to be romantic and I want her to remember it as something that we shared and not something that we did for desire or lust but because of love. Her lips are so sweet and I lick her bottom lip to give me access into her mouth and as soon as she does that I'm not long to cover her entire mouth with my tongue.

Exploring everything and marking my territory and making sure that she is mine after all, she needs to know it as the world knows it and when that does happen she will be happy and all mine. Her tongue is so hot, and we battle one another but of course I win and I dominate her tongue with my own. I can feel her smile through the kiss and I'm sure I'm too as we stand here outside in the cold of night and share the most epic kiss that I've ever had.

When we break away the kiss she looks down to the ground with a blush in her cheeks and I chuckle at her. Lila is just so adorable and sweet and innocent. She's shy about things like that. I hold her close to me as we start walking once again. I need to get her out of this cold and into the warmth where she will not get sick. Having her as my girlfriend is a dream one true and it won't be long until there will be a ring on her finger to tell everyone that she is mine.

Lila is mine and mine alone and now no one can take her away from me. When we get to my apartment I notice that the police car that I saw before is following us and parking and I smirk knowing that they saw our kiss, we were standing under a light post after all and having them see that makes my claim on her much bigger for now no one can deny that she is mine. She belongs to me and I will not stop until she is all mine, in heart, body and soul which soon will happen.

Entering my apartment I help her sit down and wrap a blanket around her. "Do you want hot chocolate?" I ask her and she nods her head. She's so cute. And all mine. Under the blanket she sits on the couch, and she is looking at the ground. I can still see the blush in her cheeks and I can see how happy she is because there is a smile on her face and like with me that smile has not left her lips from the moment that I kissed her. I know that she is a fan of chocolate and hot chocolate especially during the winter months.

She buys some whenever she gets the change. And I know exactly how she likes it. I boil some water in the kettle and then I put the hot chocolate mixture in a cup and it is one that has tiny marshmallows in them so when the water is ready I pour it into the cup and then I mix it around. The marshmallows are quick to grow smaller and smaller as I mix it. As soon as everything is mixed I take out the whipped cream from the fridge and put some on top and then I sprinkle some chocolate chips on top of the whipped cream.

Walking over to her, I hand her the cup. Using the sleeves of the hoodie that she still wears she takes it into her hands. "How do you know that this is how I have my hot chocolate?" She asks me with a raised eyebrow but the adorable look in her eyes is just too hard to resist. I chuckle at her. "Really? You always have this like I do?" I ask her, of course I don't drink hot chocolate, but she enjoys it and there is nothing wrong pretending that I do too.

A happy look comes across her face as she lights up, but she doesn't say anything. I do however notice that her cheeks are reddish or more so than they were before. She looks down at the cup to avoid looking into my eyes and it's only because she's shy but I don't care. She's mine and soon she will be comfortable by looking into my eyes and soon she will be comfortable with everything. "Were you scared tonight?" I ask her as I sit there beside her. She is slowly drinking her hot chocolate but it's a bit hot still, so she is waiting for a moment.

"A little" She admits but I can tell that she was terrified. I'm just glad my coach was there with her, so she would not be around strangers as she knows him as her friend's brother. "I could barely keep my eyes on it" She speaks. I often saw her look away when a punch was thrown but I'm glad that my match was a short one, and she did not see the worst of it as these things can get much more bloody and much more violent than what she saw.