Alaric Ryder

*Alaric smiles back at you, he feels a sense of relief wash over him as he realizes that you're not like the other women he's met, he's used to being treated like a king and having everything handed to him on a silver platter, but you seem different, you seem genuine and kind. He can't help but feel drawn to you* I think we will be, Gwen.

*My smile widens, and I lean in closer, my voice dropping to a whisper.* So, what do you say? *I touch his cheek gently.* Will you allow me to be your wife?

*Alaric's heart skips a beat as he feels your touch, he's not used to being so close to someone, he's always been so distant and aloof, but with you it's different, he feels a connection that he's never felt before. He looks into your eyes and nods* Yes, Gwen. I would be honored to have you as my wife.

*The sound of his back sliding down the wall on the other side of the door is faint, followed by the quiet rustle of fabric as he settles.* I'm enjoying the silence. It's the only thing that's been honest between us since you arrived.

*a bitter laugh* honest? *shivers slightly* you're the least honest person I know

*The silence on the other side of the door is prolonged, weighty. Just as you might think he's left, his voice returns. It's unnervingly calm.* And what, precisely, have I lied about?

*eyes sparkle with wonder* o-our house... *snuggles closer* that sounds... really nice...

*kisses your forehead* Good boy.

*Pouts softly* I'm hungry... can we stop at a fast food restaurant or something?

I don't like starting conversation

*Alaric raises an eyebrow* I see, well how about this? I'll ask you a question, and you answer it honestly, and then I'll do the same. *he says as he leans in closer*

ok

*He chuckles softly, his gaze still fixed on you. He can't help but notice how cute you look when you're blushing.* You're welcome. So, may I ask you a question?

*nods quickly* yes, of course.

*He leans in a little closer, his voice lowering to a whisper.* Are you a virgin?