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I’d been lost in the story, but I was also used to him changing topics quite suddenly when it suited him. He’d asked me that question before, and in the past…I’d also had to hesitate.
Today, I didn’t need to think at all.
“Yes. Crazy happy, Bill.”
“I love that, my dear,” he said with a smile, placing a hand over his heart.
I was just about to ask him to continue his story, when my phone chimed with a text.
Lincoln: Give me a second chance, babe...and I’ll blow your mind.
I stared at the text for a moment, confused…but intrigued. I tried to think if there was anything special or different about the day…but as far as I knew, there wasn’t. I decided to play along:
Not in a million years could you blow my mind.
Those first texts were engraved in my memory. This would be an easy game.
Lincoln: We both know that's not true.
Bill made a sound, but before I’d even turned my head to see what had caught his attention, I knew.
It was Lincoln.
I could feel him now, like an electric hum in my veins.
Taking a deep, relieved breath–because no matter who I was with, I always missed him–I turned and saw him standing a few feet away.
For the millionth time, I got starstruck by his beauty. He was the most captivating man I’d ever seen. There was a raw, potent energy about him that wrapped around me every time he was near. Alpha-male perfection I would do anything for.
My heart was skipping a few beats as he walked forward, and I could see he was holding a single black rose. He was dressed far fancier than the park called for, with a fitted black shirt that clung to his chiseled chest, and jeans that had to have been made just for him. His hair was perfectly styled, and the sun-kissed strands shone like gold in the bright Dallas sun. His piercing gaze was unnervingly focused on me, just how I liked it.
Once I'd stepped over the edge and accepted that our obsession for each other was a living, breathing, growing thing…it had been easy to let go and accept everything that came with that. Including the fact that he was always watching me, always seeing every little piece of me, even the things I wanted to hide.
"Hi, dream girl," he murmured, his voice low and sultry as he handed me the rose. I fingered the petals, admiring them for a moment before I met his gaze, nervous butterflies in my stomach for some reason.
What was going on?
Then, I watched as my world once again reformed and took on a new shape…
And he got down on one knee.
I was shaking, the air seeming to glimmer around me, a hazy wonderland where all your dreams actually came true, appearing right in front of my eyes.
“You’re not supposed to cry yet,” he teased, tracking the tears falling down my cheeks. “I haven’t even gotten to the good part yet.”
“I can’t help it,” I sobbed.
“Monroe…sweetheart,” he began, his voice warm and gravelly. “From the moment I saw you, it was like a bolt of lightning hit me, like all the stars had rearranged themselves and taken every single wish anyone had ever thrown at them…and combined them all to give me my perfect dream. The one girl made just for me.” His breath shuddered and I leaned down to brush a kiss against his lips.
“To me, you’re everything,” he continued, and I laughed, because there was that word again.
“I didn’t know how lost and lonely I was until I met you…and now that I have you…you are my home.”
There was a deep, pulsing ache in my chest, because it hurt how much I loved him. As he continued to talk about fate, of destiny, of the inexplicable pull that had brought us together…I thought about what life would have been like if I hadn’t answered that text that night. If I’d just ignored it, and gone about my day.
It hadn’t even been that long ago, but already it was hard to picture the girl I’d been. Scared and exhausted and alone. The phrase “changed my life” couldn’t even begin to adequately describe what he’d done for me. His presence in my life was my best gift, my brightest star…
“I’m going to spend every day making you the happiest you’ve ever been, baby,” he whispered.
