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“I might have to return to my flat from time to time.”
He turned off the shower, opened the door, and grabbed a towel that he then wrapped around me.We stepped out, and he wrapped another around himself.
“About that.”
“Returning to my flat?”
“What I’m about to say may seem, um, premature.”
I pulled the warm terry cloth around me tighter.“Go on.”
“I want you to move in with me, George.”
I took a breath to speak, but didn’t when he put his fingertip on my lips.
“There’s more.”He put his arms around me and held me close.“Marry me, George.Be my wife.Spend your life with me.”
My eyes darted back and forth between his.
“I’m serious.”
“You are?”I whispered.
He nodded.
“Then, yes.”
He looked up at the ceiling, then back at me.His eyes, like mine, were full of tears.
“Thank you for loving me enough to wait for me,” he murmured.
“Thank you for not making me wait any longer.I would’ve forever, you know.That’s how much I love you.”
22
Z
The next day, George and I spent the morning in bed, then made a late brunch together, followed by more lovemaking.Before dark, I convinced her to go to her flat to grab whatever she’d need for the next couple of days.
While I’d anticipated George would find my proposal far too hasty, the ease with which she and I navigated around each other felt as though we’d been a couple for years rather than hours.
She also didn’t appear to take exception to the fact I couldn’t keep my hands off her.As she placed her clothes in a bag, I walked up behind her, moved her hair from her neck, and kissed the soft skin of her nape.Each time I put my arms around her, she’d drop whatever she was doing and eagerly fall into my embrace.
On the way back to my townhouse, I swung by the Indian restaurant where I’d intended to take her on our first date and picked up a dinner order I’d placed earlier.
“You won’t miss your flat?”I asked George after we’d eaten and were sitting on the sofa in front of a roaring fire, wrapped in each other’s arms.
She shrugged a shoulder.“It’s a nice place.”
“But?”
“You aren’t the only one who thought about wasted time, Z.”
“Your flat is not the only thing we need to talk about.”
She tightened her arm around my waist.“I told myself nothing else mattered.I’d trade anything to have the chance at a life with you, Z.My flat, my job, anything.”
While we both needed time to allow being together to sink in, there were many other things we’d need to discuss before we actually married.Primary among the topics was that of children.It wasn’t something I’d bring up now, but I’d given it some thought.
