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“I love you more.”
Lauren and I got off the phone, and I sat down on David’s couch for a minute. I stared
at the phone in my hand. Was Lauren right? Would I just know? Would there come a moment when I suddenly realized that I wanted to be with David for all of eternity? Would he realize that he wanted to be with me, too?
Percy came over, meowing at me. I lifted him up and pulled him onto my lap.
“Hello, kitty,” I whispered. I rubbed under his chin and behind his ears. He purred when I hit all of the right spots, and then he cuddled up on my lap. I held him for a long time, thinking about all of my options, and then I decided that I was ready.
It was time to face the music, so to speak. David and I had been dancing around making a commitment and a decision, but I was ready to take the leap. I wanted him. I wanted him so very much. Whether he wanted me or not was up in the air, but I had a pretty good idea of how he felt about me.
Finally, I reluctantly put Percy down on the sofa cushions. He didn’t protest, which was good. If he had, I would have felt horrible about abandoning him, but the kitty seemed to be a bit sleepy. He curled up and started purring again right away. I moved toward the bedroom quietly. I tip-toed, careful not to make any noise at all, and I climbed back into bed with David. He stirred and rolled over at me. Then he opened his eyes.
“Hello, princess.”
“Hello, prince.”
“You’ve never called me that before,” he whispered. His eyes opened a little wider, as though he couldn’t quite believe what I had said.
“I hope it’s okay.”
“Of course, it’s okay.”
“David, I need to tell you something.”
“What is it?” David reached for me and touched my cheek, stroking it softly.
“I like you.”
“I figured that, sweetie.”
“No, I mean, I really like you.”
“I know.”
“And I like you more than I think I’m supposed to.”
“I like you, too, Zoey.”
“And I want to...”
Say it.
I needed to just say it.
I urged myself silently to just spit it out, but the words wouldn’t come. Why was this so hard, so scary? He liked me. He’d just admitted it. Still, actually spitting out the damn words was proving to be a bit of a problem for me.
“Zoey?”
“I want to date you,” I finally said. Then I clapped my hand over my mouth, as though I couldn’t believe I’d actually just admitted that out loud. What if I freaked him out? What if that wasn’t what he wanted at all?
Only, I needn’t have worried because David grabbed my hand, pulled it away from my mouth, and kissed me. Over and over, his lips covered mine, and he kissed me like I was the most important thing in the world to him.
“Does this mean you want a girlfriend?” I whispered.
“Only if it’s you.”
He pushed me back on the bed and we made out like a couple of teenagers. How did he make me feel so young and so wild and so wonderful all at the same time? He made me feel like I could fly. David made me feel like I was a goddess.
