|The Rules of Verse
Author: VelvetWriter PM
A move to New York city to escape what Rae Anne views as a dead end life, begins to get interesting as she meets Landon, a young man in an up and coming rock band.Rated: Fiction M - English - Chapters: 31 - Words: 66,216 - Reviews: 105 - Favs: 93 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 06-22-08 - Published: 02-11-02 - Status: Complete - id: 599053
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I recently just updated this story. Kat makes a couple more appearances in this new version and a few characters have been deleted. Several new parts have been added as well. Please go back and re-read this story for the changes. I hope you like them!
I hurried up the stairs, smoothing my dress as I tried to straighten myself up. Landon grabbed my hand as he raced with me to the front entrance. "I can't believe we're late!" I muttered.
Landon laughed, opening the door for me. I paused, adjusting his tie as he gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "They'll understand."
"How's my hair?" I asked.
Landon smirked, his hand disappearing beneath it to massage the back of my neck. "Don't worry. No one will know why it took us so long to get here."
I blushed. "Stop that. Do I look rumpled?"
He grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to him. "Nope, I must not have done a good enough job on you. Maybe we should head back to the car."
I arched an eyebrow but the two of us were soon interrupted. "There you are!" exclaimed Taylor. "Lisa has been looking for you everywhere."
"I stole the bridesmaid away for just a little bit," Landon said with a big smirk.
Ben joined us, resting a hand on Taylor's shoulder. He winked at her. "I told you why they were taking so long."
I flushed, hurrying down the hall. "I have to go!"
Today had been Lisa and Jared's wedding. It had gone smoothly. She looked the part of the fairytale bride and he was her fairytale prince. Her bridesmaid dresses weren't terrible either. They were classic black strapless dresses. She was glowing with happiness as the two danced the first dance of the night. I headed to my table. She had opted to let the wedding party sit where they desired. I stood behind Landon's chair, resting my hands on his shoulders. He took my hand as he continued to talk to Ben. Ben was listening though not with as much interest as Landon would like. He had only recently started dating Taylor again and his eyes were only on her.
Ben cut Landon off, holding out a hand to Taylor. "Care to dance?" he asked as another slow song began. The dance floor was filled with dancing couples. She nodded.
"Were we like that when we first started to date?" Landon asked in amusement.
I arched an eyebrow as he pulled me onto his lap. "Who are you kidding? We're still like that. I believe I did take a detour on my friend's wedding day."
Landon smiled sexily. "But what a detour!"
I laughed, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "Do you want this one day?" he asked suddenly.
"Want what? To be married?" I paused. "I don't know. I want a family more than a marriage. I never dreamed of a big wedding. A small one would be nice."
"I can picture little Rae Anne's running around with their hair piled on top of their heads," Landon said softly. His arm around my waist tightened. "Though they'll have to have a little brother to keep them in line."
I smiled dreamily. "I bet you were a cute kid."
Landon chuckled. "Yes, if we have a little boy, he's going to be a troublemaker. I was always getting into something."
"I don't care." I leaned closer to him.
"One day," he said, his brown eyes filled with love. "One day, it's going to be us up there."
He had come such a long way in the six months from the fearful man I first met. "You're planning on making an honest woman of me?"
Landon smiled confidently. "Of course."
"And if I say no?" I teased.
He shrugged. "Then I'll just have to find other ways of keeping you around." His gaze turned hot. "I have plenty of other ways."
"You certainly do," I murmured, kissing him passionately.
"So, will you?"
"Will I what?" I asked, still dazed from his kiss.
My mouth dropped open. "Is this a marriage proposal?"
Landon shrugged. "Why not? I wasn't planning on it, but yeah, why not get married? I'm only ever going to love you."
I stared at him in shock, then laughed. "Then yes, why the hell not?"
Landon shook his head, laughing at himself. "I screwed up the proposal, didn't I? I probably shouldn't have said, why not?" He scratched his head. "I didn't really think about this. It wasn't planned. Not that I don't mean this. I just should have come up with a better way-"
I kissed him, silencing his speech. "No, it was perfect because it was exactly like you." He stood up, oblivious to the other people in the room as he carried me abruptly out of the reception hall. "Landon!"
"As my future wife," he said, his arms tightening around me. "I think we should get to work on making little Rae Anne's as soon as possible."
I laughed, resting my head in the crook of his neck. "You just want sex. That's all!" I teased.
He hurried down the steps of the building, setting me to my feet as we stopped in front of his car. I leaned against it as he pressed himself tightly against me. "I already have that from you. I want to know that you're going to be at my side no matter how much of an ass I am; that when I'm seventy and old and crippled, you'll be there, ready to make out with me. I want the house and kids but only with you. I want the world to know that I'm taken by you."
My hand disappeared into his hair. "I already said yes," I said softly, finding it hard to speak with the lump in my throat. "And I plan on making sure the world knows you're mine from now on."
His mouth was hot and demanding as he pressed himself tightly against me. "I like this dress. You can't wear any underwear with it," he murmured, his hands caressing my body.
I let out a moan as his hands grazed my breasts. "We need to leave now, Landon."
He pushed his hips against mine. "I love you, Rae baby."
"I love you too," I said. "Now let's get the hell out of here."