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"Well... Here we are..."
Adam Copeland's handsome face brightened with a smile as he turned his gaze to the beautiful woman beside him.
"Yeah... Wow, I can't believe we're really doing this!" Amy Dumas exclaimed, a small squeal of delight escaping her. The couple were taking yet the next step in their three-year relationship. They'd recently talked about living together, and thus, they'd purchased a house. It was all so nerve-wracking and exciting, and... Amy felt as though she could just about burst with happiness. She'd always dreamed of this.
"I guess the movers will be coming with the rest of our stuff any time," the blond man said as he glanced at the time on the dashboard of the car. He smiled at his girlfriend, the redhead reaching up to cup her hand against his face. "So that leaves us some time to... *christen* the place."
Amy's tiny smile blossomed into a full-fledged grin, and she let out a giggle. Oh, how she loved this man.
"You *know* I can't wait to do *that*..."
Adam chuckled and gently pulled her closer, his lips soft and warm as he brought them to hers. The kiss was full of passion and tenderness at the same time, and Amy found herself melting. She raised a hand, curling her fingers into his soft long blonde hair and sighed in his mouth.
After a moment, she broke the kiss, her hazel gaze on his as she smiled and bit her lip almost timidly. Somehow, she could still manage to feel like a giddy schoolgirl with Adam - even though she'd been with him for some time now. But it was as though at times she still felt the need to pinch herself, as though to reassure herself that she really had this man - that he really and truly *did* love her and was all hers.
"What do you say we go in?" the blond man suggested, his full lips curled into a small smile. His emeral-green eyes sparkled as he fixed them on her face, all the love he felt for her clearly shining through.
Amy grinned and felt the pleasant chills racing their way up her spine. She nodded and unfastened her seatbelt.
In a moment, they'd retrieved their suitcases from the trunk of the car, and Adam stopped the tall redhead with an exclamation and a gesture.
"Uh uh... You're not doing any of that," he protested, and Amy glanced sharply up at him, confused for the briefest of seconds. Then, as Adam bent over to grasp hold of her bag in his free hand, the smile returned to her face. God, he was *such* a gentleman - and so unlike any other man she'd ever had in her life for so long. He was, simply put, perfect.
And so, slowly, she trekked beside him up the slight incline that was their brand new driveway. It all felt so surreal, but deliciously so. Amy was acutely aware of the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. What a big leap they were taking in their relationship.
The tall blond man set down both their bags as they reached the door, and he fished inside of one of the back pockets of his blue jeans for the front door ket. As he pulled it out, he smiled and held it up for the redhead to see, her hazel eyes lighting up in an instant.
In seconds, he had their front door unlocked and open.
"Here we are..."
Amy craned her neck slightly as she peered into the opening between the door and the jamb. Then, as she started to enter, his strong yet gentle hand stopped her as he grabbed her forearm.
"No... Let's do this the *right* way," he protested. Then, before she could question him, the man swept her up in his arms and carried her over the threshold. The diva laughed out loud, and the moment they were in their new dwelling, he set her on her feet and gestured for her to wait. Quickly, he went back out to pull their bags inside, and the moment he returned, Amy shut the door with her foot and pressed him up against it.
He made a contented sound deep in his throat as their lips met.