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“I remember everything,” I answer.
“What was the best part of that date?” Having poured two glasses of fresh lemonade, he slides one in my direction and takes a sip of his.
This feels surreal.
“The skating,” I finally answer.
“Really? That’s surprising. It took you a while to learn.”
But I did it.
“You’re a great skater now.” He pauses. “I think I preferred my ransom note,” he counters.
“Clever,” I admit. It was such a unique idea.
“It got your attention.” He demolishes the last of his sandwich. “Eat.” He points at the croissant he’s placed in front of me. “You haven’t eaten for days, by the looks of it.”
He tears open the packet of luxury hand cooked chips I love, spreading them out for us to share. “These potato chips are great. Have some.”
“Ash?” I ask curiously, elongating the A in his name as I pick up my sandwich, instantly starving and feeling like I could eat a bear.
I’d quite happily eat Ash The Bear Johansson any day of the week.
Not now, Lily.
“Yeah?” He draws out the short word, mimicking me.
“What are you doing here?” I take a bite and almost moan at how delicious and buttery my croissant is. God, that’s good. Groaning with welcomed pleasure, my stomach rumbles in response.
“We are having lunch together, Tiger. Just go with it.” He pushes a chip into his mouth and crunches down on it loudly. “Want to know what I remember?”
Mouth full, I nod for him to tell me as I chew my flavorsome food.
Drumming his fingers against his thigh, he thinks for a minute before he says, “I remember that baby pink dress you wore and the cream wool coat you used to wear all the time with the buttons on it that made you look like a cute snowman.”
I cover my mouth, fearful of sending flakes of pastry everywhere, and giggle.
“I remember you head butting my dick when you fell over,” he adds.
I almost snort pastry out of my nose.
“First time you touched it,” he whispers jokingly. “Branded in my memory forever.” He grins, tapping his temple.
Then he drops his voice. “I remember thinking you were the prettiest girl I had ever seen. I still think that.” Much softer, he continues, “And I remember thinking how I knew you were the one. My everything.”
“Your Tiger Lily.” It’s what he called me on our first date and he’s never stopped calling me by that nickname. I've always loved it.
He tilts his head to the side and smiles. “The perfect combo. The tiger and the bear.”
We’ve always been great together.
“We still are,” he says as if reading my mind.
Sitting, not saying anything, but just enjoying this precious time, we eat while staring at each other.
It feels nice.
Normal.
