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I felt incredibly empowered. My motivations were my own, the money had to sit there and I couldn’t wait to begin saving.
“You’re turn,” I said, excited for her question.
“You’ve made me rethink my question now Elliott. What a strange request. I feel like torturing you with a similarly vague question.”
“You can ask me what you’ve planned or you can ask me something off the cuff. I’m satisfied to say yes to any request since you’ve so selflessly agreed to mine.”
“Well that was sweet,” she puckered her bottom lip. “Okay, I guess I’ll ask my original question. Though, It’s truly not very original,” she confessed, “but I’ve wanted it for months now.”
“Okay,” I sat up and readied myself.
“How much time do we have left before you have to leave?” She asked.
“That’s your question? It’s not even a yes or no question,” I teased.
“Hush, seriously, how much time?”
“Two and a half hours.”
“Okay,” she calculated in her head, “it’ll have to do.”
“I’m dying here Jules!”
She grabbed both of my hands and leaned into my ear. “I’m embarrassed to say this too loudly or look into your face for that matter, but,” she whispered, “will you kiss me again, the way you did that night in your truck? For the next two hours and twenty-nine minutes? I promise we won’t take it far.”
My throat began to burn for her and my heart had already started to race. My next move was the answer she was waiting for. I kissed her lips softly and peeled her coat off of her shoulders. I continued to kiss her and did the same with my own jacket. Though the temperature outside was freezing, our connection made it feel like a warm summer’s day. I laid her gently beside me on the blanket and covered us both up.
“This isn’t just a Christmas present for you Jules,” I lazily whispered, keeping my eyes closed, trying to focus my words. The heat made me sleepy. It had a dream like after-effect. “It definitely benefits me as well.”
“Does that mean I get another question? One that only benefits me?” She giggled, slowly slurring her words together.
I didn’t have time to answer because her lips stopped mine. I would have happily given her another question, ten more questions, if all of them had been like this. This envelopment with Jules smothered all lingering agony from the wanting that had these past few weeks sat so stagnant in my heart. It was as if I had been wandering through the Sahara with a canteen brimming with water and only allowed myself to drink one tablespoon a day though my body suffered for gallons.
I scorched myself, on purpose. I had recently come to the realization that the thirst was intolerable. It was the reason I asked her my question. My query was a cleverly disguised ruse. The money was a down payment. It was to be for a wedding. Ours. All I had to do was buy her the ring and convince her the timing was right. Not that hard right?
When my mind and body felt as satisfied as I was going to allow it to be, we continued to lay side by side taking in the other’s face. Hers was flawless, blindingly beautiful fair skin, rosy pink cheeks, large curls ran throughout her long raven hair.
“My God, you are so beautiful Jules,” I declared.
“Thanks you Elliott,” she said and kissed my forehead, nose, then lips.
I pulled my pocket watch out to see the time, “Oh crap!”
“What is it?” She asked.
“It’s five fifteen Jules. My family was supposed to leave for my grandma’s at five. I’m in deep.”
We gathered the blankets and I towed her behind me as I raced for my truck. I kissed her goodbye and followed her back into town. When she went left and I went right we both waved at the other. I pulled up to my house and thankfully they didn’t even notice I was late as they were running behind themselves.
“What’s wrong with your hair?” Maddy asked.
“What?” I ran to the hall mirror and ran my fingers through the disheveled mess that was my hair.
Why didn’t Jules say something? She’s such a troublemaker.
”You need a haircut son,” my dad said taking packages out to the car.
“I kind of like it long like that,” my mom admitted. “I think Jules does too.” She winked at me.
