“Fuck, Craig.”
I stopped singing.“What’s wrong?”
“I didn’t know you could sing.”
“Yeah.I was in choir in high school.”And my parents paid for me to have voice lessons when I was a kid.But I didn’t want to rub his nose in the stuff my parents could afford and his couldn’t.
“Why weren’t you the singer in your band?Your voice is better than Brian’s.”
“Brian didn’t want me singing—not even backup.I’m not a front-and-center kind of guy anyway.”
“You are to me.”
Which simultaneously made me feel really good and want to curl into a ball until I disappeared.“You really like my singing?”
“If I could sing like you, I’d put it on my acting résumé.”
“If I had an acting résumé, that would be the only thing on it.”
“You got any other hidden talents?”he said.
“Yeah, but I’m saving those for our honeymoon.”
“Where are we gonna get married?”
“Well, depending on how my parents react, Timmins—unless there’s somewhere you’d prefer?”
“You’ve already planned everything haven’t you?”
“I’ve been thinking about it for a while, yeah.”
“How long?”he said.
“Since we went to the park.”
“That was months ago.”
“Yeah, well, I knew I wanted to marry you at that point, so...I just knew, okay?The only question was whether you were gonna say yes.”
“When were you planning to ask me?”
“First time was the night you introduced me to Jack.When I fell apart on you outside the coffee shop, and you put me back together and told me why you loved me, I was like, ‘This is it.I want to marry him.’I almost asked you right then.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Didn’t have the balls.Would you have said yes?”
“I don’t know,” he said.“I didn’t think about it until we were driving to the cottage, then I figured you’d probably take over planning our wedding.That was the first time I ever thought about getting married.”
“You never came close with Tommy or Trish?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“It never came up,” he said.
“You loved them, though.”He was mine now, but I wasn’t his first, for almost everything.
