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“And deny you the experience of seeing your favorite movie brought to the stage. Never.”
It’s been over a week since the day from hell—as I’ve taken to calling it—and while things aren’t exactly how they were before everything happened, in a way I think they might actually be better. Because while we both were in the wrong that day, I think in the end, it put a lot of things into perspective.
I haven’t heard from Blake since. I’d say his pride is hurt enough that he probably won’t be returning, and if he does, well, I think it’s safe to say he’ll regret it.
“I will admit, I am excited.” I rock back on my heels. And I am. I have been since the day he asked me. And while yes, I’m excited about the play, I’m more excited about who I get to watch it with.
“Should we head in?” He starts to move but stops when he realizes I haven’t.
“Can I say one thing first?” I ask nervously, my pulse spiking when he pivots so that he’s standing in front of me instead of next to me.
“Of course.” His eyes search mine. “Is everything okay?” he asks when I still haven’t gotten the courage to say the words.
“Yeah. I just...” I swallow hard.
Just say it, Kaia.
It’s three words.
Three words he’s said to you a hundred times in the last week.
I wanted to say them back the moment he told me, but it didn’t feel right. Like I would only be saying it because he did. And now, well, I’ve waited so long that I’ve kind of got myself freaked out by it.
“You can tell me anything.” He gives my hand a reassuring squeeze.
“I love you,” I blurt the words so fast that they all blend together and come out sounding more like Olive-u.
“I’m sorry.” A wide grin spreads across his face. “Did you just say you olive me?” he teases, knowing full well what I was trying to say.
“I did. I mean, I do.” I take a deep breath and blow it out slowly. “I love you,” I repeat more slowly, making sure to pronounce each word perfectly. “I love you, Remi. I wanted to tell you sooner. I just...”
He silences my nervous rant with a kiss, his arms sliding around my waist as he lifts me straight off my feet. My hands slide around the back of his neck as I kiss him right back, despite the very public nature of our situation.
Right now, I wouldn’t care if a million people were watching. Let them watch.
“Now it’s your turn to say it again.” He smiles against my mouth, pulling back just enough that he can look into my eyes.
“I love you, Remington Jonathan Barnett,” I tell him proudly, my hands sliding to his cheeks as I kiss him again.
And I do.
Love him.
With every fiber of my being.
“Took you long enough,” he murmurs, slowly lowering me to my feet. “And for what it’s worth, I love you more.” He pulls back with a wide smile.
“Are we going to make this a competition now?” I shake my head, not able to contain the upward turn of my own lips.
“You can’t compete when you’ve already won.” He chuckles when I give him a light shove, catching my hand between his fingers.
“I think they’re about to close the doors.” I gesture behind him.
He looks over his shoulder for a brief moment before those incredible green eyes find mine once more.
“It would appear they are,” he agrees.
“What do you say, Mr. Barnett? Do you want to follow the yellow brick road with me?” I ask, giving him a silly curtsy.
