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Trace wastes no more time talking. He’s naked faster than I’ve ever seen him undress before. He kisses me as I wrap my hands around his length.
“What about mowing the yard?” I ask, trying not to laugh.
“It’s not that tall,” he says between kisses down my neck.
“What about grocery shopping?”
“We can starve,” he answers, and I laugh as he swats my hands away to pick me up and throw me on the bed. “We have better things to do.”
That we do.
“How’s it going, Trace?” Mrs. Kirk asks me first thing Monday morning at my appointment.
“Good. We flew to Las Vegas Friday night because our best friends wanted to elope, came home Saturday night, and yesterday, Brittany told me that she trusts me again.”
“Sounds like things are better than good.”
I can’t help my smile. “Yeah, you’re right.”
“How’s the anxiety and depression been? It’s been two weeks since I saw you last.” Yes, because I get to see her every two weeks now.
“Fine. I still have my moments, but nothing that’s lasted longer than a day.”
“And with Brittany?” she asks.
“She’s stable still. She had some anxiety Friday, but that was because we were caught completely off guard when our friends wanted us to go with them to Vegas. Plus, she’s not really a fan of flying. She was fine the next day, though.”
“I’m assuming everything is going well with your relationship with her?”
“Yeah. Everything is perfect.”
She gives me a soft smile. “Y’all are still in the honeymoon stage of things.”
I shake my head. “I don’t think so. I mean, when I say things are perfect, I don’t mean that nothing bad is happening or that we don’t have disagreements. We could have little arguments, or I could piss her off, and I’d still say things are perfect. She’s with me, she loves me, and she trusts me. Things are perfect.”
“What I meant is that your relationship hasn’t been tested yet. I believe y’all are both fully invested, especially since she’s told you she trusts you, but nothing has happened to really test what y’all have rebuilt.”
With a sigh, I lean back in my seat. “Why do you always do that?”
“Do what?” she asks innocently.
“Try to foreshadow shit. Life can throw whatever the hell it wants to at us and we’ll survive it. It doesn’t matter if it’s a gruesome or dirty fight, as long as we come out on the other end of it.”
“Can I tell you something, Trace?”
“You’re the therapist here.”
She smiles. “I’ve never seen someone who is so willing to fight for their relationship, who is so committed to a person no matter what, who won’t entertain any negative thoughts about what may happen, and who is certain y’all will make it through anything. I hope Brittany is the same way.”
“I think she is.”
“Good. What do you see when you think about the future?”
I shrug. “Simple answer: I see us together.”
“Married?”
“Eventually.”
