Fic: First Night (Bride Quartet, Del/Laurel)
Title: First Night
Disclaimer: Not mine in any way, shape, or form.
Fandom/Characters: Nora Roberts Bride Quartet, Del/Laurel
Word Count: 236
Request: For xlovebecomesher, who wanted Del/Laurel and gave me the prompt conversations had in the middle of the night.
When they go to bed that night, Laurel can't stop looking at her hand. She never thought she'd be that woman, but it's too new, too unbelievable. Too much all her dreams coming true at once. Laurel never thought it would happen. Now that it has, well, she just needs to keep reminding herself that it's real.
Del takes her hand in his, and kisses her knuckle, just above where the ring sits, gleaming brightly in the darkness. "It's not going anywhere, you know."
She turns her head back over her shoulder to look at him and he's smiling down at her, love shining in his eyes. She's waited her entire life for him to look at her like that. She shakes her head and grins, more than a little foolishly. "I know," she says, wiggling her fingers in his grasp. "But look how pretty it is."
"Look at how pretty you are," he counters, kissing the side of her neck. "I love you."
She turns in his arms, wraps her own around his neck and presses closer. "I love you, too." She kisses him, long and deep. "Even if it did take you way too long to say it."
"Hey," Del says indigently, and Laurel laughs at the look of consternation on his face. She kisses him again, and then it's a very long time before they talk about anything else. This is the first night.
Disclaimer: Not mine in any way, shape, or form.
Fandom/Characters: Nora Roberts Bride Quartet, Del/Laurel
Word Count: 236
Request: For xlovebecomesher, who wanted Del/Laurel and gave me the prompt conversations had in the middle of the night.
When they go to bed that night, Laurel can't stop looking at her hand. She never thought she'd be that woman, but it's too new, too unbelievable. Too much all her dreams coming true at once. Laurel never thought it would happen. Now that it has, well, she just needs to keep reminding herself that it's real.
Del takes her hand in his, and kisses her knuckle, just above where the ring sits, gleaming brightly in the darkness. "It's not going anywhere, you know."
She turns her head back over her shoulder to look at him and he's smiling down at her, love shining in his eyes. She's waited her entire life for him to look at her like that. She shakes her head and grins, more than a little foolishly. "I know," she says, wiggling her fingers in his grasp. "But look how pretty it is."
"Look at how pretty you are," he counters, kissing the side of her neck. "I love you."
She turns in his arms, wraps her own around his neck and presses closer. "I love you, too." She kisses him, long and deep. "Even if it did take you way too long to say it."
"Hey," Del says indigently, and Laurel laughs at the look of consternation on his face. She kisses him again, and then it's a very long time before they talk about anything else. This is the first night.