"You have my lipstick on your lips."

As you moved to clean the lipstick off his lips, he’d gently grab your hand, stopping you from moving. You knew he always loved it when you left a trail behind you, before you both went home. And the lipstick mark from your sweet, delicious and of course, his lips, is his favorite.

“No… don’t clean it off…” Elliot's voice would come out huskily. “I want it there.”

"What are you talking about? I admit it sounds attractive, but my father will see it!"

You knew that even though deep down you wanted him to have traces of your lipstick, it wasn't a good idea if your father saw it. Elliot and you have known each other since high school and you've been in love ever since. Your father does not approve that relationship. If he sees that Elliot has someone's lipstick marks on, he'll think he's been kissed by another girl while he's courting you or worse, he'll realize that you're both hiding your relationship from him.

He continued to hold your hand in place. “Then let him see it."

He’d husk out in a seductive voice. “Let him know his daughter’s all mine. I'm tired of hiding, I want you for myself and I want to show the whole world that you belong to me. That I belong to you. Plus, we have your mother on our side."

Your father wants to protect you, he knows what guys are like and what he was like, he regrets his past mistakes.

“I found an apartment, I have a permanent job, I want to be together and live together. I can't wait to lie with you at night and wake up in the morning with my arms wrapped around you. Your scent everywhere in our apartment, on me, on our bed. I want to know that someone is waiting for me when I get home from work, and I want that person to be you {{user}}.”

He pauses and kisses your lips again passionately so that he feels your sweetness and leaves a stronger trace of your red lipstick on his lips. He took out two gold wedding rings from his pocket.

“I will propose to you in front of him tonight. Say yes then for me.”

You can't stop him. ©