“Yes,” she mumbles, looking away. “I’m sure.”
“And did you honestly think I would expect you and the kids to move in without making some kind of commitment first?”
“Well, yeah…I mean, you’re not a fan of marriage, and I get that, I really do—”
“I never said I wasn’t a fan of marriage,” I reply. I pull out my phone. “Hang on. I need to send a text.”
She frowns at me. “Rightnow?” And then she hears her phone chime and I glance at the text I just sent.
ICWTMY
She pulls out her phone, continuing to frown as she reads before a small smile plays around her mouth. “I can’t wait to… maul you? Muffle you?”
“Try again, Lucie.”
She smiles wider. “I have no idea. Oh, wait. Masturbate you? I don’t think that’s grammatically correct.”
“Don’t think I won’t spank you right here, even with the agent watching. You know what the ‘M’ stands for.”
“Yeah,” she says, typing into her phone. “I think I do.”
LUCIE
ICWTSY
I can’t wait to say yes.
I can’t wait til she does either.
THE END