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“Babe,” I drawled.
“I know, I know,” she sighed. “I can just tell you everything instead of writing it down now, but I’m just better when I write it. I like to be able to see in front of me what I’m saying.”
“So you can change it if you want to?” I guessed.
She let out a laugh and patted my chest. “I wish that was what I was doing, but from all the rambling I have done the past three years, you have to know I wasn’t trying to say the right and perfect things. I’m pretty sure I told you when Doc clotheslined me, and I landed face-first in a fresh pile of poo.”
“Yeah,” I sighed, “That was a pretty shitty letter.”
“Ha, ha,” she laughed. “I’m just saying I don’t write you letters because I want them to be perfect. I write you letters so I can see in black and white what I’m saying and feeling.”
“So what did you say and feel in the letter you wrote me this morning?” I asked.
She shook her head and smiled. “I don’t know if that letter will ever see the light of day.”
“Please?” I whispered. “I loved every single one of your letters. I’m sure I’ll love that one.”
She shook her head and chewed on her bottom lip. “Maybe someday.”
That was better than a solid no. And hey, someday could be tomorrow.
Her hand trailed up my chest and traced over the tattoo on my neck. “How much did this hurt?” she asked.
“I don’t remember. I got it when I turned eighteen.”
“I like it,” she whispered.
“What was your first tattoo, babe?”
She raised her hand and pointed to the small bird on her middle finger. “I took flipping the bird literally.”
“Lennox,” I laughed. “You have no idea how funny that is, and something Meg or one of the girls would do.”
“I mean, I like it, but it’s pretty funny that this was my first tattoo.”
I grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss on the tiny bird. Her skin was soft beneath my lips, and I felt her breath hitch. I turned her hand and kissed the palm of her hand. I savor the warmth of her, and with each press of my lips, our connection grows. Our eyes meet, and a flicker of passion flares in her eyes.
“Jonas,” she gasped.
At that moment, I knew I would never be the same after Lennox.
A loud knock sounded, and the moment broke between us.
I closed my eyes and sighed.
“Is that the pizza?” she asked.
I dropped her hand and stepped back. I missed her touch and didn’t care who was at the damn door. “Leave it at the door,” I called.
“Jonas,” Lennox laughed. “You have to pay for it.”
I scowled and pulled out my wallet. “We’re going to figure out how to order on those apps, Lennox. I don’t need pizza interrupting my time with you.”
“We have plenty of time, Jonas.”
A lifetime wouldn’t be enough with Lennox.
She followed me to the door, and I yanked it open.
