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Chapter 66: Finale

Three Months Later

"Thanks for the ride Patricia, I'll see you tomorrow" Gwendolyn yelled as she waved goodbye. Patricia waved back with a smile before driving off. Once she closed the door behind her and secured the lock, she let out a huge sigh. She was exhausted. The entire day pretty much consisted of the two of them heading to the nearby mall to do a bit of window shopping while they chatted about nothing particular.

As she looked towards the empty house, Gwendolyn's heart saddened as it had these last couple of months.

When she recovered from her near death experience, things had turned around for the better. Dave and Patricia looked out for her as she stayed in the hospital for about a week after she woke up. He had told her what had happened to Jake and she thought that she was dreaming. Jerry, who had been there as well whenever he could, kept them all informed of Jake's status while assuring them that there was no way that he would get away this time with what he had done.

Somehow, Gwendolyn knew that she had to come back from the abyss. Despite the pros and cons about coming back to everyone, she in reality wanted to stay with him. Dave was on the brink of tears, which was a rare sight for her to see and she knew that she made the right choice. Being released into Dave's care was heaven as he waited on her hand and foot, which for all intensive purposes, amused her because she was more than capable of taking care of herself.

It was shortly after her recovery that he finally had to go back to his job. Gwendolyn tried her damnest to stay strong as he walked out the door, but that very night had left her crying in their bed. He must have somehow known because before long, he began to call her and they would talk for hours at a time when he was on a plane or bus. Something like that got her through those lonely nights, but it just wasn't the same as having his hard, warm body pressed against hers.

Instead of just sitting around moping, Gwendolyn had begun working at the orphanage with Richard and Julie, much to their delight. She got along with the new children and she enjoyed helping with Julie and Richard. It allowed for her to forget the bad things and smile because she was genuinely happy.

Patricia was also there for her, continuously reassuring her that everything would be alright because she had gotten accustomed to Dave's schedule and knew how hard it would be for her. Patricia explained to Gwendolyn that Dave wasn't the first wrestler she'd seen in a long distance relationship. She understood and saw the results of that kind of relationship first hand. It wasn't so much that they weren't communicating like her and Dave were. It was more the physical part that caused a wedge and things wouldn't end well.

Gwendolyn had never blushed as deeply in her life as when Patricia began to give her advice to make sure that their relationship didn't hit any problems. The suggestion of phone sex would never have been something that she would have considered. Then again, she never would have thought in a thousand years that she would have met a man like Dave. That night after talking with Patricia, she had suggested the idea to him. Instead of laughing at her, like she thought would happen, he surprisingly embraced the idea. That first night they tried it out had ended with her breathing hard at all of the things that he promised to do to her once he got back to her. The problem was that he was always too far away and he instead sent her flowers every now and then to show that he was still with her in spirit. They were always small bouquets that were delivered from a nearby florist and she had them placed around the large living.

She knew that he was trying to comfort her from so many miles away but it just wasn't the same as if he was here. It still hurt but she understood completely and promised him that she would be alright.

As Gwendolyn went towards the kitchen, she dropped off her purse on the nearby stool. Growing hungry from her day with Patricia, she decided that she would cook something. Pulling the door to the fridge, she sighed as the doorbell began to bellow. She knew that around this time was when Dave's deliveries would arrive. It warmed her heart and saddened her at the same time. Leaving the food for a moment, she made her way over to the door. Checking the peephole, she was quite taken aback by what was before her.

When she undid the locks and pulled opened the door, she gasped at the bouquet. Unlike before, this one consisted of two dozen white, pink, and red roses held together by a red ribbon.

"Special delivery for a Ms. Gwendolyn" the young man whose face was covered by the flowers told her. It took her out of her state of surprise, realizing that the poor man must be exhausted carry something so heavy.

"Oh yes, I'm so sorry. Please come on in." She moved aside so that he could pass by her. "Just put them over on that coffee table while I get you a tip." Her back was turned as she reached for her purse to begin searching for some money.

"I would honestly settle for a kiss instead."

Gwendolyn's eyes became wide as saucers. Her mind drawing a blank before letting the purse hit the ground. Turning around, she was greeted by none other than Dave. He was standing before her in blue jeans, a crisp blue shirt under a leather jacket, and his sunglasses. He quickly removed them and looked at her with a smile. "Surprise."

Her body convulsed slightly before the tears flowed freely. Gwendolyn then rushed over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. In response, he lifted her in the air and twirled her around. Her face was practically glowing as she nuzzled his neck, inhaling his scent. It was almost like she was trying to convince herself that he was really there.

"I missed you so much" she uttered softly as he finally put her down and took his time looking her up and down. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming home? We talked yesterday after all."

Dave laughed, noting the slight bit of annoyance in her voice. "I'm glad to know that my plan worked and I caught you off guard." His gaze started from her feet and traveled slowly up. The close inspection had Gwendolyn shifting her feet slightly. "Well we had come back to town. I thought about telling you over the phone, but I wanted to see the look on your face when I came. I also wanted to see how you were doing." He examined her again, causing another shift that made him laugh.

"What's so funny?" She sighed as he wrapped his enormous arms around her body, enveloping her in his warmth, causing her to smile as well.

"Do you know that you look even more beautiful since the last time I saw you. You look like you've recovered fully." Dave was quite concerned. After they had allowed her to go home, he was called away and she was still weakened from her ordeal. Patricia reassured him that she would be alright in her care.

"Darn right, I did. You know that I wouldn't be able to lie around the place doing nothing." She caressed his cheek. "I still can't believe that you did this. You won't get in trouble with your boss, will you?"

Dave shook his head. "He allows us a bit of time to ourselves before the show so the first thing I wanted to do when I landed was see you."

Before she could say anything in response, he lowered his lips to hers in a soft kiss. Gwendolyn felt light headed as her body responded to simple act. All of that talking over the phone all those weeks had her dreaming about him and what he promised to do to her almost every night. It was then that an idea popped in her head and she broke the kiss, much to their dismay. Before Dave could ask what was wrong, Gwendolyn pushed him to the couch until his knees hit the edge and he dropped down.

He reached a hand over to pull her to him but she moved just out of reach. "Actually I have a bit of a welcome home present for you." This comment left him with a raised eyebrow. "Just wait right here for about twenty minutes okay" she asked sweetly before jogging around and upstairs. Dave didn't bother looking back, a bit awestruck that she had something for him considering all of the gifts he sent her. Looking around, he noticed the bouquets strewn about and smiled that she made sure that each had a proper place. Shifting on the cushion to make himself comfortable, he felt the heavy object in his pocket. He had another reason for surprising her today but he would wait until she was done to show her.

It was around the twenty minute mark when he heard the sound of high heels making their way back to the balcony. "Can you please not turn around Dave?" He smiled, finding it quite adorable at how polite she was being. He would gladly oblige to anything her heart desired. The tapping was rhythmic as he could hear her descending. The sounds softened as he felt her presence behind him. "Um, do you mind if I put a blindfold on you?" His curiosity was peaked at that point.

He had a feeling he wasn't going to be disappointed today. "And when did you become such a little minx Gwendolyn?" He was joking of course, glad that she had decided to get a bit bolder with him.

She must have misinterpreted his comment because he heard the doubt in her voice when she spoke again. "I'm sorry, did I go too far? I didn't mean for things to get weird, I just wanted to…"

"Hey, hey, it's okay. I was just kidding with you. I'm just surprised in a good way. I'm guessing that I have Patricia to thank for this?"

"Yup" she answered back, feeling a sense of relief that this all wasn't a mistake. Her voice softened as she continued. "She explained to me how long distance relationships ended up with your line of work and I didn't want the same thing to happen to us." Gwendolyn's words were wrapping around his heart, realizing now why she had suddenly came up with the idea to become more intimate over the phone.

"I'm glad that you loved me enough to want to make this work." He then felt something smooth covering his eyes, enveloping him in the dark. Once it was tied off, he smiled as he felt her moving in front of him. Dave couldn't resist the urge to reach out to get an idea of what she was doing.

He instead got her hand, which she squeezed tightly. "If it hadn't been for you, I may have given up at the hospital. Then I realized that I loved you too much to let you go." The cushions on either side of him sank as she leveraged herself forward. Balancing herself, she used her free hand to caress his rough cheek. Gwendolyn closed the distance between them and kissed him. As he returned it, Dave tasted the flavor of cherry on her lips before seeking entry.

Instead of granting it to him, she pulled back again, causing him a bit of physical pain because he missed her touch. She spoke again as he could hear rustling nearby. "These bouquets are absolutely beautiful Dave." The sounds stopped and before he could ask what she was doing, he gasped a bit as he felt the cushion sinking again. Instead of her hands, he could feel the warmth of her body as her thighs wrapped around his waist.

Dave lifted his hands to her hips and could feel something different in what she was wearing. It felt lacy and thin. He had to bite back the groan as she pressed herself more against him. Dave could feel Gwendolyn begin to loosen his shirt, following each new opening with a pass of a flower's soft petals. He wondered if she was smiling, enjoying the control that he allowed her. Dave was glad that he just didn't decide to run upstairs and take her against the wall inches away from any bed.

The flower was soon replaced with a brief touch of her fingers. They were moving further down and pulled the hem of his shirt out of his pants before pushing them down his shoulders, stopping just above his elbows. It didn't allow him to move much and Dave wondered what Gwendolyn had in store next. The feathery light touch of the flower and her fingers stopped and he couldn't help but get frustrated again.

A wet feeling then appeared and he couldn't stop from groaning as she was licking right under his ear. In his haze, Dave secretly hoped that she wouldn't notice the item in his pocket as she pushed herself deeper into him. A sexy purr was felt from her body and Dave knew then and there that it was the sexist sound that he heard from her and wanted to hear it over and over again. She hadn't spoken in quite a bit. Gwendolyn had only been taking care of him and Dave was quite desperate to reciprocate. The lacy material that she was wearing brushed roughly against his nipples, getting him to groan again as his blood began to pool south. She was being careful not to knock off the blindfold as the tip of her tongue traced to the spot in between his shoulder and neck. Gwendolyn then took her time to nibble on it, not putting much pressure on it but her breath was hot there.

Dave had to do his best to get his voice back after enjoying her ministrations. "Gwendolyn…"

"Hmm?" she purred again against his skin.

"Not that I have any problem with what you're doing but I want to see you." He heard her giggle and was floored. She really had turned into quite the minx and it just had him smiling again. "You're very evil. Do I once again have to thank Patricia for this?"

Dave tasted cherry once again as Gwendolyn kissed him. Once again she denied him entry and pulled away. "You can just send her a fruit basket" she joked. He swallowed hard as he managed to kiss what he thought was the hollow of her neck. Now it was his turn to taste her skin since she had been denying him for what felt like an eternity. Somehow, Gwendolyn tasted like something he couldn't put his finger on. Just like whatever lipstick she put on, her body seemed to have something that made him even more hungry to taste it. His actions drew a long moan from her lips. Gwendolyn wasn't going to be the only one that was going to make someone happy.

She felt her stomach clench when Dave latched on to her. He must have been peeking somehow because how would he have know where to go after her. Gwendolyn felt the heat rush down between her legs and she squeezed her thighs slightly to try and create some friction to alleviate some of the warmth. In response to this action, they both moaned loudly before Dave began to move his hips up to brush against her. His hands were still immobile but the cry that she let out made him not care. He then felt something around his neck, likely her hands wrapping around him. Her lips were close to his ear as he felt her hot breath against him, trying to collect herself.

"You bastard" she uttered once she relaxed a bit. Gwendolyn meant no malice in her words. She had this entire surprised planned for him and somehow he almost drove her to the brink by just touching her intimately. He was really an unbelievable guy.

Dave just smiled at the comment, knowing that she wasn't serious. "Well maybe I would be a bit more behaved if I could see you." Gwendolyn smiled, understand that he must have been dying on the inside from not knowing what was going on.

She decided to oblige and reached for the knot on the back of his head. Pulling slightly, it went undone and she pulled the black silk from his eyes. Dave blinked a few times at the light before looking at her as she bit down on her bottom lip. Finally seeing her, his mouth went dry quickly. He took in the sight before him. Gwendolyn sat there with her hair up in a bun with the flower that she had earlier buried in her right ear. He noticed that her face had been done with a subtle bit of red eye shadow and a bit of blush. Her lips were still shining from what looked to be lip balm. She was wearing a red choker that was lined with black lace against her neck and it looked to hold together what she was wearing. Following further down, Dave's body clench at what Gwendolyn had on. She was wearing a blood red bustier that was lined with black lace to match the choker. It appeared to be tied up the front and hugged her body allowing her curves to be more noticeable while her breasts looked to spill out any second. To finish the ensemble, she had a red garter belt that held on to the black stockings she wore on her long legs while covering her lower half, ending with red high heels.

Dave's hands was itching to touch her as his mouth began to water just from looking at her. Pulling a bit, he found that he was still restricted by his shirt. That could wait. Who was this beautiful woman that sat in front of him? He was sure that it was a fantasy come true. His brain short circuiting had him asking questions, prolonging what they both wanted, needed. "Now I really am surprised. Patricia really help you with…all of this?" His eyes raked over her attire.

Gwendolyn got a bit shy and wondered if she wanted him to see her. "Well you should have been there when Patricia brought me to the shop." She had been blushing so many shades of red at the sight of all the things the store had. Some made her question why people would be into things like chains and whips. She told Dave that Patricia pretty much did the talking and they spent the day just going through the inventory and Gwendolyn trying things to wear until they got to this outfit.

"I would have paid any price to be there with you" he said with a hint of a growl behind his words. Gwendolyn just rolled her eyes, reminding him that doing that would have ruined the surprise. "Either way, I would have been surprised just to see you doing that. You look absolutely ravishing." He slowly moved his eyes over her, noticing her pressing closer to him, causing his eyes to flutter close. He couldn't hold out much longer. Dave fantasized about being inside her for weeks now. The phone calls allowed him to imagine what he wanted but it wasn't the same for him.

Gwendolyn smiled and leaned in slowly. When their lips touched, Dave once again tasted the flavor of cherry. This time, she didn't deny him and he was allowed access to the deep recesses of her hot mouth. Their tongues began to duel for control while the both of them struggled for some form of satisfaction. Between the struggling for air and moans, Dave managed to finally slip his arms through the sleeves and grabbed her hips to drag her over his hardening erection. Gwendolyn threw her head back to cry out at the action. He noticed that the bustier had little slips in the side, allowing him to slip a few fingers inside and touch her body. Her skin was on fire as was his.

Once she began to calm down, she slithered her hands lightly over his chest. Gwendolyn sighed softly as she felt his hardened muscles underneath her fingertips. These last three months felt like complete torture. Reaching the top of his jeans, she slipped the button through and lowered the zipper as far as it would go.

Dave's hands slipped away from her side to head down her body. He reached underneath the garter belt to feel the heat radiating from her core through the thin fabric of her panties. He began to rub a finger against her, eliciting another moan. "Don't do that" she begged as she abandoned his jeans to clench his shoulders. "This is so 'moan' stupid 'moan'" she uttered shakily, causing him to look up at her but not stopping what he was doing.

He was smiling "It is not my fault that you are just irresistible Gwendolyn. It's been three long months." Dave didn't have to tell her twice. From what she had put together for him, he knew that she was just as eager as he was. Finally taking his hands away, he put his hands on the waistband of his jeans and boxers, pulling them down while intentionally brushing up against her warmly again. He stopped just above his knees and growl when she positioned herself. Holding her to him with one hand, he used his free hand to undo the knot holding her outfit together. Slipping the strings through each hole, he could feel the bustier loosen before he stopped midway. Dave looked up at Gwendolyn with pure longing in his eyes as he slipped a hand inside to cup her breast.

He took the mound of flesh and began molding it in his hand as he felt her fingers dig more into his flesh. It felt like the perfect fit, almost like her breast were made for his hands to touch and his hands only. He reveled in the fact that she came to him all those months ago, hurt and lost. Neither of them could have known or predicted everything that had happened. Dave then gently pinched her nipple, noticing Gwendolyn bit her bottom lip to keep from yelp. She always had done the cutest things just like that and it made him care about her that much more.

The ministrations continued and Dave could feel something wet against his leg. Angling his eyes, he saw that she had become so wet that her juices began to drip onto him. He groaned at the sight and knew that the foreplay was over. "I can't take it anymore Gwendolyn" he uttered through gritted teeth.

"I can't either Dave" she repeated with a sigh as he removed his hands from her to drop them lower once again. Gwendolyn maneuvered her body over him just as he found her panties and moved them aside, not wanting to waste any time trying to get them and the garter belt off. She inhaled sharply as she felt the tip of his erection against her entrance.

He eyed her when she did this. Dave then took her face tenderly in his hand, having her look at him with sober eyes through the air of lust around them. "Are you okay?" He thought back to that night in the hotel. Gwendolyn had given herself to him, taking him as her first lover but he couldn't love her physically as much as he wanted to and her body didn't get the chance to adjust to him yet. She would still be tight and it would hurt quite a bit again.

"More than anything." She looked at him and through her eyes, he could see her love reflected in them. Everything that she had endured made her a better person. She reached up and undid her hair, allowing the long tresses to fall down framing her face. Gwendolyn then looked down as she moved her hips again, moaning in satisfaction as she felt the familiar sensation inside of her. She then took her time as she lowered herself down, enveloping him into her. Gwendolyn took her time, wincing at the slight pain and grabbing his hands in hers for support. It hurt like hell. She wasn't going to lie to herself. Every inch of him that she took into her body had her squeezing his hands every so often. It wasn't just pain that she was feeling however. Gwendolyn felt the fire blooming in her stomach. Something had been ignited as soon as she let him in, just like before.

It was a slow process and sometimes she lifted away from him when it became too much for her. As her body became more adjusted, she pushed herself down. Finally, she let herself go and he was finally engulfed inside of her. They moaned loudly at the union as Gwendolyn pushed her head against his chest, breathing heavily while she still clung to his hands.

Once she calmed herself, she looked to him for a split second before he crashed his lips against hers, devouring the gasps that escaped. Gwendolyn freed his hands to wrap around his strong neck, battling his tongue. Dave maneuvered his hands to her butt, roughly grabbing and squeezing before beginning the pace. He growled in response to how she was taking him all in. Her body was so hot and slick. He pulled back to watch her face twist into that of one in ecstasy when he began to move her not just up and down but back and forth, hoping to rub up against that little bundle of nerves.

The gasp let him know that he had achieved his goal. "Oh god, Dave right there" she breathed out.

He smiled as he then took his lips to her neck, tasting the skin. "Gwendolyn, you are so tight. Just hang on for me" he begged. Dave knew that she was close. Her actions were every indication. Her body was convulsing a bit every time he pushed her back and she was doing her best to try and breathed. It was a sight to behold and he would be sure to burn it in his memory.

Nipping and biting, Dave couldn't remember anything so sensual. This was not the first time he had sex. On the contrary, woman would throw themselves at him because of who he was. Dave knew the truth, that they were just using him. He tried his best to spare their feelings but in the end would indulge them once in a while. When he was serious about someone, his work schedule would ruin the relationship after only a few weeks. Gwendolyn was different. She was his fallen angel who needed him and cared about him before looking after herself.

It had been three long months for him to think about his next move. He wanted to move forward, even before he almost lost her in the hospital.

"Dave, I think I'm…" her moan brought him back to reality. He felt that same coiled feeling down in his groins but he didn't want it to be over, not yet. His hands moved up, spreading across her back.

"Just a bit longer…"

"I can't…" she whispered. It hurt so good. Every time Dave helped her move, he would hit her in just the right spot. She was ready to explode but she wanted to prolong it, for him and for her. She couldn't believe that one man could make her feel everything. During her whole ordeal with her memories, she never wanted to get too close to him for fear of hurting him. Even though she tried to stay back, he got hurt twice thanks to Jake. After everything, he still wanted her even with all of her problems. That night in the hotel room meant so much more to the both of them. Dave had been the first person she had been intimate with and Gwendolyn had felt an even deeper connection to him. That was her reasons for wanting to make this all work. She wanted to be the difference for Dave, someone that he would be able to come home to like today.

"Yes you can" he said firmly. Dave knew that she was stronger than she thought herself to be. Even after what she had done for him, she still had a lack of confidence to herself. Granted, he couldn't really be surprised. Moving her up and down his length was making it impossible to hold on because she hugged him so much. "Just a bit longer" he repeated, forcing her to move faster and harder. He felt the pain of her fingernails digging into him, welcoming the marks that would be there tomorrow.

Gwendolyn was reduced to short breaths as she could feel the tingly sensation building up. She whimpered as the pace became faster, both of them itching for release. She then felt him tug her forward, crashing her lips to his in a rough kiss before making a path to her ear. "Come now…" he uttered, his breath burning her ear.

It took only a few more seconds of him rubbing up against her clit before she felt the warmth erupt from her stomach and spread through her both. Gwendolyn shouted his name, not caring who could hear. Buried deep inside her when she came brought Dave's release as well, her body squeezing him even harder. He moaned and grunted as he spilled himself inside of her. Gwendolyn looked dizzy as she fell forward to his chest, breathing heavily as he wrapped his arms around her tenderly. After a few silent moments, they looked at each other and smile. "How did you like your surprise?" she asked.

Dave nodded his head approvingly. "I could definitely seem myself coming home to something like this." He kissed her after he said this and began to fiddle with the strings that were still holding the bustier together. Gwendolyn couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "I just want to get you out of these stuffy clothes. I'm sure that these are so uncomfortable." She laughed as she helped him with her accessories.

The sky grew dark as the two of them just laid together on the couch. Dave and Gwendolyn made love again, the rest of her ensemble on a pile next to them along with the rest of Dave's clothes. They were laying naked together with Gwendolyn's back pressed against him as their glistening bodies cooled down. Dave had his arms wrapped possessively around her neck. Gwendolyn held him while her fingers flirted with his skin.

They spoke on and off about what had been happening these past few months, Dave with his work and Gwendolyn's recovery after she got out of the hospital. She had left out the part about the fact that she chose to stay, not realizing how much he needed to know. He kept pushing her with the question. "It's just that I almost lost you" he squeezed her closer to him as he said this. "The doctors weren't sure what they could do for you."

"I wasn't sure if I wanted to come back" she answered honestly. Gwendolyn felt him lifting his head a bit at this fact. "In my head, I thought that maybe it was better that I went away. Then you could go back to your life and not worry about me."

"Gwendolyn…" He said softly. Dave had no idea that she had thought about all of this like that when she was so close to dying.

She wasn't finished. "I then realized that I couldn't do that because I loved you too much. Me trying to protect you would have hurt you and I don't know if I could let that happen. I just wanted you to be happy."

"I am when I'm with you. Remember that okay?"

Gwendolyn nuzzled his arm. "I do and me too." She then felt him swallow hard. "What's wrong?" She was concerned that he wanted to say something else about this.

"It's nothing Gwendolyn. I just love you so much."

She smiled at his words. "I don't think I could ever get tired of hearing you say that or saying it to you. I love you too." She then felt him let her go and sitting up, easing her until he was able to get to his pants on the floor. Gwendolyn tilted her head, chuckling at the strange sight. "Everything alright?" She was curious what made him suddenly get up from their deliciously comfortable position.

Dave had his back to her as to hide what he was doing. He reached into the jean pocket and pulled out the small box that he was fiddling with earlier. He rolled it in his hands, thinking about what he was about to do. Calming his pounding heart, he clenched it in his fist before turning around and taking in the sight before him. The light from the night sky filtered through the windows and seemed to make her skin glow softly. He knew he had to give it a shot and took the seat next to her. Gwendolyn looked so lost as he took her hand in his with such a serious look on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" She couldn't help but worry. They were just chatting it up and suddenly Dave just clammed up on her and looked to have something big on his mind. For the life of her, she couldn't figure out what had him so flustered. He was normally such a sure guy.

"I've been thinking about everything that happened these last couple of months, especially with us."

"Umm okay."

"I wanted to ask you something."

"Then ask already silly." Gwendolyn laughed, not understanding how important this was to him.

"When I first found you on my doorstep, I never expected any of this to happen between us. You were hurt and I just wanted to help you. For some reason, I didn't want you to go and I was falling in love with you." He could see her eyes glistening after he said this and his heart swelled knowing again that she felt the same way. "I know that you went through a lot and a few times you felt like just giving up. I'm glad that you didn't because you wouldn't be here. Jake was hard on you I know but you got through it just like you got through everything else. You are a much stronger person then you were when we first met. I also wanted to thank you for saving my life at the expense of your own even though I wish you hadn't."

"Anything for you Dave" she whispered, choking a bit on her words.

"I would do anything for you too." He squeezed her hand a bit, knowing it was finally time to bite the bullet. "That's why I want to ask you one thing." Gwendolyn watched as he got up from the couch again. Her heart suddenly stopped as he got down on one knee and opened his hand to reveal a velvet box. "Gwendolyn…" Her eyes felt like they were going to burst out of her head when he lifted the lid to reveal a beautiful diamond ring. "Would you do me the honor of being my wife?"

Dave looked at the shocked expression on her face. His heart was pounding in his chest as he waited for what felt like an eternity. Gwendolyn began to fan herself, trying to even out her breath before she hyperventilated. Never in a million years would she had expected this. "I don't know what to say" she uttered in a squeaky voice.

"Maybe a yes?" he replied with a smile.

She returned his smile and began to cry uncontrollably. "Oh my god yes! I wouldn't want anything else!" she exclaimed.

It was Dave's turn to be shocked. "Really?" Gwendolyn practically tackled him to the floor, fusing her lips to his. He got his answer alright. When they pulled away and sat up next to each other, Dave took her left hand and ceremoniously slipped the ring on. Gwendolyn was ecstatic as she looked on.

"You jerk, you had me so worried that something was wrong." There were only sniffles now as she managed to calm down from what had just happened.

Dave pulled her to his naked chest. "I wasn't sure how to ask you, but I knew that I wanted to. I thought that you might have thought that I stopped loving you or wasn't serious about all of this and I'll be damned if I was going to lose you again."

Gwendolyn swatted at his chest. "Well, it looks like you are stuck with me for a long time buddy."

"And I wouldn't have it any other way." It was the truth. He had never met anyone like her before. "So when do you want to get hitched?"

The wheels were already turning in Gwendolyn's head. "Well…"

Epilogue

A few weeks later, Dave and Gwendolyn held a small ceremony with their closest friends and family. Patricia had been helping Gwendolyn with all of the preparations as her maid of honor. She couldn't believe that the young woman had allowed her that honor, saying that she was like the mother she never had. Patricia made sure that everything was perfect with the correlations and decorations. She made sure to have everything as Gwendolyn asked for.

When the actually day arrived, Dave was a nervous wreck, talking with his good buddy Rey Mysterio, who he asked to be his best man. When it was time, Dave had been kept away from Gwendolyn's dressing room not only by Patricia but some of the divas too. Gwendolyn had just met his extended family about two weeks before and they were treating her like a sister which made him happy.

He tried not to twitch on the alter as he looked out to the doorway. When the music started playing, everyone rose to their feet. The room was silent as Gwendolyn was escorted in a form fitting white gown that closed around her neck. The veil covering her face, Dave could only imagine her grin was the same as his. Richard gave her away with a smile and a kiss on the cheek before taking a seat next Julie who was about three months into the pregnancy of their first child.

The vows both of them wrote promised that they would stand by each other through thick and thin. No one had any objections and they placed the wedding bands on each other's finger. When the priest allowed Dave to kiss his bride, he lifted the veil and admired the beauty standing before him. Gwendolyn looked to be glowing as her eyes softened. They moved closer and when their lips connected, the entire room erupted in hoots and hollers.

Things moved on to the reception where the party went on through the night. As Dave and Gwendolyn cut the cake, they managed to cause a bit of a mess which they gladly kissed off of each other's noses. Their first dance was to the music of Mariah Carrey's We Belong Together. Gwendolyn and Dave continued to have a blast with everyone until the wee hours of the morning.

Everything was wrapping up and they left everyone to go to a nearby hotel. The arrangements for the most expensive room had been their destination. Dave carried her over the threshold and before long, they left a trail of clothing in their wake before consummating their first night as husband and wife.

Once again, Dave's work saw to interfere as he once again was off on another trip. Gwendolyn waved him off with a smile however. There would be the times when things would be tough, but she knew that he would always be there like her for him. She didn't mind because that would allow her to plan another surprise when he came back to her.

They were happy and in the end, that's all she ever wanted.

A/N: Finally after so long, I have finished this. I wanted to thank everyone who stuck around for all of this and I hope that this ending was to your liking. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all of you.