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“I asked Seraphina why she hadn’t said anything earlier. Her response was they wanted to keep it between the two of them for a while. Then she said, ‘When the time comes you and the man you love find out you’re having a baby together, I’m sure you’ll feel the same way we did.’ It’s how I feel about you and me. I want to keep it between us for a while.”
“Understood.”
“It isn’t that I want to hide it, either.”
“I’m in complete agreement.”
Luisa smiled. “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wondered if you’re being honest when you say things like that.”
“But now you know better.”
“So, um, breakfast?”
“Good Lord, I completely forgot I offered to make it. You must be famished.”
“We’ll make it together.”
I was astounded by the utter happiness I felt, particularly coming so soon after the devastation of losing my mother. I so wished she’d met Luisa. While I wasn’t certain if I believed in an afterlife in the way most talked about it, a part of me felt as though my mum knew about her, knew she and I were together, had confessed our feelings for each other.
“What are you thinking about?” Luisa asked.
“My mother. You.” I cupped her cheek with my palm. “I love you, Luisa. I’ve never said those words to anyone outside my family and certainly never in a romantic way. Please know the magnitude of the meaning behind my words.”
“I do know, Press.” Her eyes stayed riveted on mine. I laughed when she crossed them.
“What was that?”
“I’mstarving.”
I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the kitchen.
“What are you doing?” she said, laughing the whole way.
“I like having you in my arms.”
Luisa giggled but rested her head on my shoulder. “You mean so much to me, Press.”
I deposited her on a stool near the kitchen counter. “I want to assure you I know the magnitude of the meaning behind your words.” When I kissed her, she wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened it. I could’ve gone on kissing her for hours, but we both pulled away when we heard Beau and my father coming down the stairs.
I went around the counter to where I’d left half our breakfast ingredients.
“I’m driving your brother to the airport,” my father said, motioning to the front door. “If you’d like to say goodbye,” he added when I didn’t react.
“Right. Of course.” I stopped briefly when I reached Luisa.
“I’ll wait here,” she whispered. “Trust me when I say it’s better if I do.”
I followed my father into the foyer.
“You’re off, then?” I said, not knowing what else to say.
“I don’t know when I’ll be back, Press.”
“I understand, and I mean that.”
He nodded and looked in the direction of the kitchen. “Tell Luisa I said goodbye.”
“I will, Beau.”
