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He laughed and ran his hand over her hair. “Have I told you today how much I love you?”
She nodded happily. “You have. And I believe that I’ve told you, too.”
“You’ve told me, and you’ve shown me, and…” It seemed that he had something important on his mind as he dropped his gaze and shoved one hand in his pocket.
“You can tell me to stop bugging you if I’m wrong, but you seem to have developed a nervous habit lately.”
His gaze flicked up to meet hers. “What do you mean?”
She jerked her chin toward his hand, which was still in his pocket.
“You used to put both hands in your pockets when we first got together as though you thought you could hide the fact that you were hard for me.”
He chuckled. “Damn, and I thought I hid it so well.”
She laughed with him. “You didn’t, and I’m glad. Why would you want to hide it anyway?”
“I only tried to hide it until I got to know you better. At first, I mistakenly thought that I might have to take things slowly around you when it came to sex.”
She threw her head back and laughed. “But now you know better.”
“I sure do.”
“But what’s that about? The one-handed thing that you’ve been doing for the last couple of weeks.”
He surprised her when he knocked back the last of his vodka and poured himself another. Then he came and topped off her glass before taking her hand and leading her to the pantry.
She smiled at him when he slid the shelves back to reveal the staircase hidden behind them. “Are you taking me up to the tower to tell me?”
He smiled. “I am. In fact, before we go, let’s grab your speaker.” He went back and collected it from where it was sitting on the counter in the kitchen. “I think I want music for this.”
They climbed the stairs to the third floor of the turret. When they got there, he came to her and rested his hands on her shoulders as he looked down into her eyes. “I thought that when I did this, I wanted to dance with you out in the moonlight, but this is better.” He looked out through the window, and she followed his gaze to take in the amazing view of the lake, which sparkled in the light of the moon.
“This is way better, Xander. It’s too cold out there tonight.”
She sipped her vodka and watched as he fiddled with his phone, trying to pair it with her speaker. “What do you want to play?” she asked. “Will I have it?”
He rolled his eyes at her. “Just give me a minute?”
“Take as long as you like.” She wandered over to the window and stood there, taking in the view. “We have all the time in the world.”
She smiled when his hands came down on her shoulders and he rested his chin on the top of her head. “That’s what I want, sprite. I want to spend all the time I have left in this world with you – all the moments.”
She turned to face him, and he slid his arms around her waist, drawing her closer until she was crushed against his chest. “That’s what I want, too, Xander.” Her breath caught in her chest when the first chords of a familiar song drifted out of the speaker.
She lifted her head to look up at him, and her heart felt as though it might overflow with happiness when she saw all the love shining in his eyes.
“The Moments?”
He nodded happily and started to sway with her to the music. “When Clay sang this song earlier, it hit me hard. I know you like this one, but I don’t think I’d ever really understood it – I sure as hell hadn’t ever felt it in the same way that I did tonight.”
She clung to him as they swayed back and forth, and the sound of Clay’s voice filled the room. Then, Xander started to sing along, and she couldn’t hear Clay anymore, only Xander; only the man she’d loved her whole life.
When I look back, on the day I die,
I want to say, I lived the moments,
That I never let the moments pass me by.
