Erik awoke before Rosaline the next morning, to find that she had rested her head against his pectoral muscle at some point in the middle of the night. The rest of her body was moulded along his too, with one of her arms having been thrown across his chest, whilst their legs were found to be entwined as one. Erik wasn't sure he would ever tire of waking up beside Rosaline, nor from loving her every second of every day. He was truly convinced that he had found his soul mate, someone who he was prepared to spend eternity with. Although that very thought might have scared Erik several months ago, he now couldn't picture a future without Rosaline. In fact, he had surprised himself in more ways than one, yet there wasn't anything he would possibly change, apart from maybe the way in which Rosaline's family felt about him. Nevertheless, he had her trust, he had her support and most importantly, Erik had Rosaline's love, and with it, he vowed to cherish and treasure it always.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." Erik huskily spoke, while nuzzling his nose into Rosaline's hair.

At first, Rosaline didn't reply. Erik wasn't surprised by this, considering how peacefully she had been sleeping all night, but he figured if they slept any longer they would waste their final day in Glasslea.

"Sweetheart, we have to get up and out of bed soon." Erik reluctantly told her.

He had begun peppering light kisses against her cheeks in an attempt to wake up, but to no avail she remained unmoving. Soon enough, Erik decided to change up his tactics by kissing along her throat instead. He applied more pressure this time and found himself quickly hovering over her. Finally, Erik received what he wanted as he noted that Rosaline's breathing had in fact changed, despite her eyes still remaining firmly closed.

"Rose, it's time to wake up." Erik purred, as he continued with his onslaught of kisses.

With every pleasured sigh that Rosaline released, Erik persisted in doting her body with different types of kisses. Small, sweet, romantic pecks soon turned into warm, wet, open mouthed kisses. Erik knew he was very close in claiming victory over his success in waking up Rosaline, when he felt her pull him closer towards her. Erik smiled into her skin and blew a few raspberries into her abdomen, in the hopes of making her open her eyes nice and widely. Much to his happiness, her eyes flew open at the same time that an infectious laugh escaped her mouth.

"Erik stop!" She loudly shrieked, whilst continuing to thrash her limbs around in the middle of her numerous bouts of laughter.

Still reeling from her unexpected stir, Erik resumed his mischievous act by holding her narrow hips firmly in his hold while he lowered his head and tenderly kissed his way down the buttons of her pyjama blouse. Suddenly, Rosaline stopped laughing and instead grasped Erik's head between her hands. She met his gaze and offered him a shy smile.

"I'm not sure I deserved that torture." She whispered, with a burning look in her eyes.

"No?" Erik unassumingly asked her.

"No, but maybe I deserve something else." She replied, with flushed cheeks.

"And what might that be?" Erik spurred Rosaline on.

Upon hearing his inquiry, Rosaline blushed a deep, dark rouge colour. Erik could only fantasise about the kinds of ideas Rosaline built up in her mind, but of course given her innocence he would never make her tell him them. Rather, he thought he would guess what they were and see if she were interested in them, almost as much as he was.

"Tell me, if I'm getting warm or cold." He told her with a determined look, before starting with the button closest to her collarbones and popping it open.

Fortunately, Rosaline didn't stop Erik after he had unhooked her first button. She merely licked her lips in anticipation and followed his gaze, as it rested on her exposed skin. With slow and cautious hands, Erik undid the next two buttons until her blouse was halfway open. Before Erik chose to proceed any further, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against her delicate flesh. Rosaline was exceptionally warm until his mouth, which naturally made his mind wonder of how hot she would feel elsewhere. Hoping not to scare Rosaline with his actions, he met her eyes and lifted his left eyebrow in question. Rosaline sweetly blushed in response, before encouraging him to continue with one look to her exposed blouse. Erik didn't waste a second, before undoing the final three buttons and ridding Rosaline of her pyjama top. Unlike most women who slept without a bra, Rosaline wore a bralette when she slept which meant that despite having her upper garment removed, her breasts were still modesty covered with tiny bits of baby pink lace. Without even trying it seemed, Rosaline had managed to make Erik gawk at her and she wasn't even naked.

"Is something wrong?" Rosaline self consciously asked Erik.

"Just the opposite sweetheart, you're beautiful." He smiled at her, before sealing their lips in an explosive kiss.

Rosaline automatically wrapped her arms around Erik's neck, just as he decided to trail his own fingers up and down the expanse of her ribs. Slowly, he feels the ridges of her bones and glides his hand across the soft skin that covers her stomach. She feels incredible in his arms and even more so with her laid out virtuously beneath him, Erik thinks to himself. As expected, he can hardly breathe properly with all of the emotions that are swimming around in his mind. On one hand, he's content with having Rosaline in his arms and merely kissing her senseless, yet on the other hand he knows there is a part of him, a very hard and long part of him, that wants to takes things further with Rosaline. Torn between what he wants and what he needs, Erik separates himself slightly from Rosaline so that they both can take a much needed break.

"Erik..." Rosaline lowly speaks.

"Yes?" Erik hums, while reconnecting their lips in a sultry kiss.

Despite his best efforts to put some space between them, Erik knows he has always struggled to keep his hands to himself, especially where Rosaline is concerned. Still, he would always respect Rose and her choices when it came to being intimate with one another.

"I think we should get out of bed now." She whispered with a dejected look.

Erik nodded in understanding and quickly kissed Rosaline's cheek so she wouldn't think that he was offended in any way. The truth was, Erik knew that when he and Rosaline did eventually have sex that it would be that much more special because they decided to wait for the perfect time and place. After Erik and Rosaline had finally left the confines of the bed in which they were previously sleeping in, they each changed into some warm clothes and downed a healthy breakfast in the kitchen. Soon afterwards, they travelled out to a nearby secluded estate that was known for extending out dog sledding tours. Rosaline was positively excited by the idea of racing through the icy snow, guided by four to six Alaskan huskies. She even insisted on going before Erik, despite his concerns about her safety. Rosaline merely waved off Erik's worrisome expression and left him with a firm kiss on his lips, before jumping on board the sled. Twenty minutes later, Rosaline finally arrived back after her tour on the sled and practically jumped into Erik's awaiting arms when she saw him. Simply put, Rosaline couldn't wipe the huge grin off her face.

"That was absolutely incredible Erik! I still can't believe I did that, it was so much fun!" She enthusiastically exclaimed.

Erik attentively listened to Rosaline as she spoke about her experiences on the dog sled. Although Erik knew enough himself about how amazing the entire ordeal was, he couldn't help but want to hear Rosaline explain each of the things she enjoyed during her short journey through the snowy forest. Eventually, Erik and Rosaline arrived back home after enjoying a late lunch at a nearby German restaurant, where they both enjoyed some sautéed sausages with apple sauce and of course a lager or two of their famous local brew. They had just sat down on a fluffy blanket surrounded by pillows in front of the fire, when an intriguing thought crossed Rosaline's mind. Without wanting to make matters too obvious, Rose said the one thing she knew would always be true.

"Thank you for today Erik, I love you." She swore, before pressing a slow and soft kiss against his lush lips.