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Blood Wild

... her, then bit her bottom lip.

Deeny’s other hand slipped into the pocket of her pretty sundress and removed the blue velveteen ring box and she knelt beside Yvonne’s chair. Now looking up at her, Deeny swallowed the lump in her throat and released her bottom lip so that she could speak again.

“Y... I know in my heart that you care. I know that you love me dearly... as dearly as I love you. I know that we can’t get married in any kind of traditional way because we are both women and many people just can’t accept that two women can love one another just as much as a man and a woman can. But I don’t care about any of them or what they think. All I care about is you. Letting you know how very deeply I love you. How I would and want to spend the rest of my life together with you... if you will have me... Yvonne... Will you be mine to have and to hold, forever and on, until we are parted at the end of our days? Will you marry me?” Deeny asked, the tears running freely down her smiling cheeks as she opened the little box and held it in the palm of one hand to show Yvonne its contents.

The silence in the room was deafening. Not a single person even breathed as they all awaited Yvonne’s answer to Deeny’s heartfelt question. Deeny never, for even a heartbeat, took her eyes off of Yvonne’s. One trembling hand shot to Yvonne’s lips to cover her mouth.

Yvonne was at a loss for words. She had long ago given up on any ideas of marrying anyone again... of being happy with ...

... someone for the rest of her life. Then she met Deeny and hope toyed with her emotions and desires. For the two years that Deeny had mentioned, the temptation to take a risk and say something to the younger woman had plagued her every waking moment. And then... that first kiss. Yvonne could have died right then and there and would have rested peacefully for all eternity. But this? The unimagined chance to be happy forever...for the rest of her life? It was overwhelming. Her heart didn’t break, it exploded with happiness and joy. The tears she shed now were not from sadness, just the opposite.

The silence wore on and the others began to worry that perhaps this might not turn out as happily as it might have. Deeny’s eyes never left Yvonne’s and she could almost hear the older woman’s thoughts in her own head. But even so, she started to feel the tickling sensation of doubt trying to worm its way into her mind and her heart.

The first motion was almost imperceptible. Yvonne nodded her head ever so slightly, so slightly that it was hard to tell if it was even intentional. Then the emotions broke down whatever dam of hesitancy that had stilled her in her seat after Deeny’s question. Yvonne’s hand flew away from her mouth and both hands fluttered at shoulder height with overwhelming delight as if she were shooing away any stray thoughts or doubts. Her smile looked almost like a grimace before she opened her mouth and practically squealed out the one word that Deeny had been so ...