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I’m not ready to say the L-word to her, yet. I’ll have to dance around it, like she’s doing.
Even though I can’t tell her that I love her—because it would be too soon—I have to at least try to convey my emotions.
“It’s wild,” I whisper, as I look down at her. “It hasn’t been that long. But I feel like these past three days have been a lifetime.”
“In a good way?” she asks.
I nod. Inch my lip toward hers. “In a very good way.”
“You took my words.”
“I hope they weren’t copyrighted.”
“Nope. You can use them.”
“I’ll give you credit.”
“Please don’t,” she says. “I don’t want fame or glory.”
When we kiss, it doesn’t rock my world, like it did by the pond, or even in the break room or my office. Those times, it was like the ground shook. My life turned upside down.
This kiss, though, feels inevitable, like the only thing that could possibly happen. It’s not ground shaking or disruptive, it’s simply right. Natural. Almost like breathing.
As we kiss, I wonder how I survived so long without her.
She holds me, tugs me closer, and tells me with her body that she needs me as much as I need her.
I don’t want the kiss to stop. Her kisses are part of my world now. I don’t know how I’d ever survive without them.
I don’t know, and I don’t want to find out.
“It’s getting late,” she says, when we finally part for air. “I know you probably have to get home.”
“I should.”
I can’t move away from her.
I can’t tear my eyes away from her lips.
She moves her fingertips up through my hair at the nape of my neck in that way she has. “Or, we could toast more marshmallows.”
“Those are my options,” I say, feeling dazed and drunk, though I haven’t sipped a drop of alcohol all night. “Go home to an empty house, or stay here with you, a fire out under the stars, and more marshmallows?”
She nods. “And the dogs. They already ate dinner, right?”
I nod. “Earlier, at the house. They’re good.”
She grins. “Great. Then those are your options.”
The dogs trot into the room, and line up by the back door, both tails swishing.
“Looks like the dogs want to head to the backyard, and the fire pit,” I say.
“And… you?”
“No question about it. I’m in.”
I mean it in so many ways. I’m in for anything with Gwen. Toasting marshmallows. Making memories. Holding her, kissing her, and loving her. I’m in for the long haul.
