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“Or, tell the past to sleep it off by the pool.”
“Exactly.”
“I learned a lot about you tonight — you keep your temper. I’m grateful for that.”
He shrugged. “I keep m’temper in the hard things, but I do grumble a great deal about the day-tae-day.”
“Oh, I knew that.”
Then he ran his hands through his hair, giving me a glimpse of his taut stomach. “Ye ready for bed, Woodshee?”
“Yes, but let me check...” I went over to the windows, raising the screen, to see Darren lying on the ground beside the chair where he had fallen asleep. I sighed, my ex was on the ground by the pool that we had built, while I had another man, my new love, inside the house.
I closed the screen and looked at Liam.
He gave me a sheepish grin. “Tis complicated, huh, Woodshee?”
“Aye.”
“Ye ken, we will get through it if we keep it simple. Ye went on a hike and ye found me, and now we are taegether. We are a great love story. He inna anythin’ but the man who broke yer heart, a sad story, sleeping by the pool. I prefer the love story.”
“This is so true, Liam, me too.”
As we padded down the hall to the master bedroom, I said, “That was hilarious how you told him you have your clothes in his drawers, it made him so furious. He couldn’t even think of what to do.”
“Aye, he is an asswipe. He canna figure out what tae say or think. If ye are goin’ tae stand on the steps of yer ex’s house, ye ought tae be able tae think straight. That is the worst time tae be drunk. I kent it would bother him.”
“How did you know? I would have never thought of it. I’m surprised you didn’t tell him we were talking about getting married.”
I climbed in on ‘my side’ of the bed, marveling that he climbed into ‘his side’. He put out an arm for me to rest my head.
“I daena ken why my mind went there, except...”
I leaned over and pushed the button to screen the windows a little less, wanting to see the sparkling lights, I had gotten pretty spooked, I needed the distraction. A night light of sorts.
I snuggled back against his chest. “Except why...? I want to hear, your voice is calming me...”
“Remember yer joy when we mingled our laundry earlier today?”
“Yes, because it’s so intimate.”
“Och, ye are a sweet nut job on it, but it got me rememberin’ about the devotion of drawers.”
I raised my head. “The devotion of drawers?”
“Aye, when Em broke up with me, I had a time where I wondered on her dresser drawers. It had only been a few months that I had moved m’things intae her home, just a few things, yet we had been datin’ for a long time. She always wanted me tae bring m’things over, so I did, finally. And she folded them for me, and seemed verra pleased tae hae my clothes in her drawer. Then, later, she broke up with me and I had tae pack up m’things up and I was upset and the big thing goin’ through my mind was — what had she done with the space I had left in the drawers? Sometimes I wondered if there was another man with his clothes in her drawers, maybe he had come over that verra first night and had put his clothes there and... it made me feel mental considerin’ her drawers.”
He kissed my head. “And, while I dinna deserve the break up, in hindsight Em was cruel tae me, but also, I winna that intae her. I’m sure that’s why it took me so long tae move m’things tae her place. Sharin’ drawers is a measure of our devotion I think.”
I kissed his chest. “You put your things in my drawer on the first day.”
He chuckled. “Is this our first day? I feel I hae loved ye much longer than that.”
“Well, you didn’t give it a second thought, first moment you had you put them in.”
“Aye, no’ a second thought.”
“So you told him about my drawers to make him feel mental?”
“Aye, the mountain will always win against the sheep.”
