#((her one-way ticket to the lap of luxury; and she's gonna sweep him off his feet...))

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

"I have your heart," she murmured blissfully, eyelashes fluttering as she leaned in. "As you have mine."

Emotion swept through Susannah when their lips met, and so she reached up to trace Philippe's jaw, to run her fingers through his short, flaxen locks, the smell of his aftershave, the warmth of him as she wrapped her arms around him, positively melting into his embrace, and loving every minute of it.

In that moment, a moment which felt as if it lasted forever...nothing else mattered. Nothing else seemed real in the moment: Not the house, not the street outside, not the distant sound of music, none of it mattered in the instant. For so long, the only thing that existed on the Earth was her and Philippe, and their love.

Parting for air, Susannah opened her eyes and gazed up at the man she adored, her eyes glossy with joyful tears: There was so much more she wanted to say in the moment, more she wanted to express in how grateful she was that he was in her life, how much he meant to her and had come to mean to her since the night they met, all the time they'd spent together, and how overjoyed she was to love and be loved in return...

...but all she could say, tears in her eyes and a smile on her face was, "I-I love you, Philippe...I love you s-so much...!"