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“Do you remember watching the northern lights together?” I ask. “That was so beautiful.”
“That’s one of my all-time favorite memories with you. We should go back there sometime. To that cabin. We’ll see the northern lights again.”
“Yeah. Definitely.”
I feel so happy, so in love. Tomorrow is my graduation ceremony, and after that, the party with all my friends. But tonight, it’s just the two of us. Just my husband and me.
“I think that’s for us,” says Alessandro, peering over my shoulder at the kitchen. “I ordered us a special dessert.”
“You did?” I ask, immediately perking up. “I was just thinking I was full, but I could probably find some room…”
He grins. “Trust me. I picked this for a reason.”
The waiter sets two platters of Boston cream pie in front of us, and I laugh out loud. “Oh, gee, I wonder what the reason is.”
“It’s not what you think. Well, not entirely.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Do tell.”
“When we had just gotten married. I think it was like, day two. We were making all these jokes about sexual dessert names.”
“I thinkyouwere the one making jokes,” I scoff.
“That’s… probably true,” he concedes. “Anyway, what I remember is that you said you wanted to try the Boston cream pie. I had just lost my grandfather, and I just… wasn’t ready to be close to you. I ditched you to go to the gym or something. But that was a new experience we could have bonded over, and I’ve felt bad about turning you down ever since. I guess this is my way of saying I want to keep having new experiences with you.”
Aw. I look down, my heart melting. “That’s way sweeter than I was expecting. I thought it was going to be another dirty pun.”
“Don’t worry, I’m full of those, too.”
I laugh. “Oh, I know you are. I love you, babe. I want to keep having new experiences with you, too.”
Alessandro kisses me. “I love you. So much.”
“I do have to admit something, though. I’ve already tried Boston cream pie.”
He looks shocked. “You did? When?”
“That same day, after you left. I mean, I wasn’t going to justnothave the cream pie.”
“I like that about you. How was it?”
I take my fork and dig into the dessert sitting in front of me. “Really good. Although…” I give a little shiver, the topic that’s been on my mind more and more lately coming to the surface.
He raises his eyebrows, chewing his own bite. “Yes?”
I lean in, dropping my voice to a whisper. “Well, now that I’m out of school, I was thinking maybe… maybe you could start giving me a different type of creampie.”
I blush desperately as I wait for his reply.
My husband’s eyes flash. “As though I don’t give those to you almost every—”
“But like, if I stopped taking my birth control.”
“I know what you meant.”
The topic hangs in the air between us, the sexual tension instantly raising a couple notches.
“If you have any pills left,” says my husband, “you’re throwing them in the toilet.”
