Afraid. (Dean Ambrose love story)

Seventeen!

I was carried in to the house by Dean I was giggling in to his shoulder as he kissed at my neck. "Dean stop!" I giggled as he laid me on the couch and got on top of me. "I love you." I kissed him roughly while scratching at his back. "I love you more." I moaned as his hand cupped my boob.

I woke up in the bed, Dean was missing. I got up and skipped down the stairs to see Dean sitting at the table he was playing with this little box, when he looked up and grabbed the box quickly before shoving it in to his pocket. He stood up and wrapped his arms around my waist before kissing my forehead gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked at him questionably. "What?" I smiled at him and said, "What was that you were holding?" "Nothing why?" "Well it looked like a ring box." He smiled down at me and groaned, "you're unbelievable." I giggled and he grabbed the box out before getting down on one knee, he had a tear in his eye as he said. "Maci Lee Tanner will you do me the honor of being my wife?" As I cried in to my hand and nodded he opened the box and slipped the ring on my finger. "Yes yes of course." He picked me up and spun me around before kissing me softly.