15. Chapter 15
Chapter 15
Derek
The Dungeon
“You look exquisite Trouble”
Her cheeks flushed, something that didn’t usually occur at a simple compliment.
“Thank you, caveman. I didn’t know what I should wear, but this felt,” she paused, a shy innocence falling over her features. “appropriate,” she finished.
“You are perfection personified; beauty couldn’t touch you, and there are no words for a woman as unique as you. So exquisite will have to do,” I told her as I ran a finger down her tan cheek. She shivered at my touch, and I loved it, goosebumps rippling over her soft skin. I grabbed her hand and brought it to my lips. Only moments left before we would be separated by darkness. I kissed it softly before warning her.
“It’s going to be dark, and we are going to be separated. But just trust the process, and if you can’t, then at least trust me. I’ll be waiting for you, Trouble”.
“Wait, what?” the elevator came to a halt.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she replied without pause. “Then I’ll see you at the altar.”
The heavy doors slid open, and the darkness engulfed us.