Long Lost Tale - XII

Oliver planted a kiss on her forehead and marveled at her "You are eternal beauty Maia. As your name defines you are the magic of my life." 

Maia's heart and body turned marshmallow under his heartfelt words and loving gaze, she opened her arms and gestured at him for a hug to which he obliged obediently.

"Oliver, let's become one not only at heart at flesh as well." Maia tenderly whispered making Oliver look at her with a stunned gaze.

"Are you sure Maia?" Oliver asked with apprehension, it is not like he doesn't want it but he doesn't want Maia to be pressurised or troubled with this thing.

"Like never before." Her eyes sparkled with love.

Oliver's eyes turned misty when she saw the confidence and trust for him in those tender eyes and nodded his head before planting a long and soothing kiss on her forehead.

"Thank you, Maia. I cherish you with my life."