A Love Restored

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” Nico whispers.

1 smile.

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vision is blurred, because of the tears clouding my eyes. I don’t know why I’m crying. I feel good. I am happy. A little.

Nico leans in to kiss me again. I let him. It is soft. His lips moving slowly against mine. There is no rush. As if he has all the time in the world to touch me. To kiss me, to love me. As if he has already loved me for a lifetime.

1 kiss him back, my hand in his hair. No one moves. Or maybe we do. Because I am lying on his chest, his mouth is still on mine, his arms wrapped so tight around me I can barely breathe, he squeezes me so tight, like he can never let me escape. I don’t know if I want to.

I pull back and stare at him, breathing heavily. His e eyes are glossed over. Oh, Nico. I reach forward and touch his cheek. He laughs and turn away, blinking rapidly. He smiles a toothy grin.

My heart feels heavy but not in the usual way. Its heavy like something new is settling in on it.

“Hey.” He whispers.

“Hey.”

“So that’s what it feels like.” He chuckles. He’s saying it to himself. He’s laughing to himself.

I don’t say anything, just look at him. He threads his fingers through my hair, pulling me to him, and places a chaste kiss on my mouth. I smuggle into Nico’s chest. It is an alien sensation, but its comfortable. I have known his arms since forever, but I have not known them like this.

“Happy Birthday,” I whisper, because I have nothing else to say and the silence is awkward.

Nico laughs, and I feel his chest vibrate underneath me. “Indeed.”

I start to pull back, and stand up. I don’t know what the right thing to do would be now. I don’t know what’s coming. What does this mean for Nico and

“Change your clothes,” Nico tells me softly, “And come to bed with me.”

My eyes widen. “Nico, I don’t think we should have – ”

He cuts me off “Just to sleep, my love.”

My love.

My love.

Love

Julian never told me he loved me. Or maybe he did. I don’t remember. I guess it never felt like he loved me.

“Oh. Okay.” I agree.

Nico leaves, kissing me once again before he goes.

I change into my pyjamas quickly, wondering if I really should be going to bed with him. I don’t know what it means. I don’t know what anything means. It was just a

I tiptoe my way to Nico’s room. He is in bed, under a blanket, using his phone. When he spots me he puts is aside, and opens his arms to me. I readily climb in, snuggling into his chest. His arms wrap around him. I can feel him burrow his face in my neck.

“You know what this means, right, Ginevra?” He whispers.

I don’t. I don’t know anything. I shake my head.

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“It means you are with me now.” He says, softly, but firmly. “Finally. My Ginny.”

Oh.

“Oh.” I echo my emotions.

“I have loved you for so long” He says.

“I love you, too, Nico,” I say. I do love him. His hold on me tightens. I don’t know what to do with this. I do love him. I want to kiss him. I don’t know how to see him as a lover.

“It’s okay, Ginny.” Nico pulls away and looks into my eyes. His eyes are so kind, so gentle. Always. Take your time. You don’t need to tell me anything. But I knew when I touched you for the first time, we were meant to be together.”

1 remember very vividly when he first touched me, I had been crying. He had come to the tattoo shop with his father, and when he had seen me, he had calmed me down, and given me a hug. Consigliere and him had taken me to get ice cream. I couldn’t remember after that though, how we became friends, how we became

inseparable. I guess it didn’t matter.

I don’t know what to say to him. 50 1 lean in and kiss him. Softly, slowly, cherishing it, letting his scent wash over me. His tongue darts out in my mouth. It is an alien sensation. I pull back. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me on top of him. I fall onto his chest, and he kisses me some more, his hands laying respectfully on my waist, never treading down, never going up. Julian would have me naked by now. But Nico isn’t like that. He will take things slow. He will cherish me, I want to be cherished

“Ginny.” He says. I move down and lay my head on his chest. His heart is racing. I hum in response.

“I know this might seem stupid and rushed to you.” He says. I look up at him. “But you are going to be a mother. Your baby deserves a father. And I know we will be good together.”

I nod, slowly, not knowing where he is heading.

Nico slowly strokes my hair. “Marry me, Ginny.”

My eyes widen, and I start to get up, but Nico holds me down to his chest, still stroking my hair.

“I love you and I will take care of you.” He reaches down, patting my stomach. “Of you both. And we will be happy, Ginny. You will be a Rivera, Our daughter will be a Rivera. You will be protected, and loved. You know it makes sense.” His voice is soft and low. It feels like a lullaby. “Its always made sense, you and 1. We knew it was coming.”Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

I don’t say anything, but I can feel his hand burning through my T shirt, onto my stomach. It feels like I am on fire.

“Ginny?” Nico prods.

“Okay.” I whisper. “I’ll m

marry

ry you.”

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