Laura's soft cries soon turned into passionate embraces, reciprocating his affection...

Edwin, swept up in the moment, held her close, mindful to keep her comfort a priority.

They were, after all, in the Garcia home, and he wanted to maintain a sense of propriety.

That marked the end of their passionate exchange.

Afterward, Laura rested in his arms, her hair slightly damp...

Edwin reached into his coat pocket, retrieving a small box. He opened it and slid a shining ring onto Laura's finger.

She gazed at it, slightly dazed.

A 2.8 carat diamond ring sat perfectly on her slender finger.

Her heart swelled with quiet joy. She asked softly, "When did you get this?"

Instead of answering, Edwin embraced her, asking tenderly, "Do you like what I just did?"

Blushed, Laura refused to reply.

Edwin covered them with a blanket, letting her rest in his embrace.

He tenderly removed her clothing and cuddled her to sleep.

He kissed her forehead, murmuring, “Let's get married soon, so you can be this happy every day."

Laura quietly urged Edwin to stop talking.

She fidgeted about going back to bed, but Edwin candidly admitted that if they did, he might not control himself. He whispered, “I'm not made of stone."

Laura blushed deeply.

She chose not to move, simply lying in his arms.

It was comfortably warm, and the feeling of the diamond ring on her finger brought her a sense of serenity.

Soon, Laura drifted off to sleep.