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I grip her face and bring her lips to mine. “We’ve been through a lot in less than a year. Can you imagine where we’ll be next year?”
“I know we’ve danced around it, but I hope you know I see my future with you, JJ. I’m not afraid to admit it.” She looks nervous at making such a bold declaration, which is adorable.
Because my heart fills with joy. I’ve hoped Clover felt this way for longer than I’ll admit but, mindful of my steamrolling tendencies, I’ve learned how to show her how I feel and let her ease into where things are going between us.
“I’ve hoped you felt that way because I see my future with you too, sweetness.” I kiss her nose, unwilling to muddy up the day with a conversation we need to have soon, but not right this minute. “I have an important question for you. Giant unicorn or teddy bear?”
“Duh. Unicorn.“ She whacks my bicep and takes off running toward the games.
Two hundred dollars later, we have the world’s most expensive felt unicorn, which Clover carries proudly. “No one ever won me a stuffed animal before, JJ. You’re absolutely my favorite boyfriend.”
Husband.
The word flashes in my brain and it feels…right.
“I’d hope so. Because you’re my first and only girlfriend, and I intend on keeping it that way.” I grab her hand and pull her over to the 4D Theater.
For the next few hours, we go on more rides, indulge in a tasting menu of junk food, make out and just enjoy our time alone together. Just as I planned, when the sun begins to set and casts a golden hue over the park, Clover is nestled in my arms aboard the Wonder Wheel.
In between kisses, we gaze out at breathtaking views of the beach. The Manhattan skyline glimmering in the distance. Mostly, I look at Clover, whose beauty and grace makes my life better every day.
“You’re my favorite Christmas present, my love.” I place a reverential kiss on her lips. Probe the seam with my tongue. She allows me access and our mouths fuse together while our tongues explore and dance. With Clover in my arms, I feel an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude. Excitement for a new year.
One we’ll spend together.
“I hope you feel how much I love you,” I whisper when we break apart, my voice filled with emotion. “We have such busy lives, it’s important for me to make sure you know our connection and happiness are what truly matter to me.”
Her aqua eyes reflect the waning sunset, which seems fitting somehow. “This day is beyond anything I could have dreamed up.” She strokes my face with her thumb, her voice tinged with affection. “Thank you for making this day so incredibly special. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than with you.”
We’re at the top of the Ferris wheel when the dusk sky illuminates with a dazzling display of fireworks. She leans into me. I tighten my arms around her. Together, we celebrate the magic of the moment in this enchanting atmosphere, where it feels like we’re the only two people in the world.
The only two people who have ever fallen in love.
As we walk hand in hand to the waiting car, I’m filled with a sense of excitement. Clover and I are still at the beginning of our journey together. We’re going to have hundreds of days like this in our future.
Back at my place, she’s delighted when I open the door and my entire living room has been decorated. A fifteen-foot Christmas tree. Lights. Garland. Poinsettias. The whole shebang.
Clover’s gift to me is thoughtful and sweet, a framed picture of her in our elevator in Vancouver BC wearing the pink bustier, black leggings, and a naughty grin. She hired a photographer to take it when she popped up there with Ronni to look at the new set.
I’m even more surprised when she logs me into a private storage account filled with more pics from the shoot including risqué boudoir shots with her nipples peeking out above the lingerie. “For your spank bank when we’re apart.” She winks.
My heart squeezes when Clover squeals with delight at her present. It takes her a while to open it. It’s number ten in an elaborate box-in-a-box package, where she unwraps a big box only to find a smaller one. And so on.
Considering I overwhelmed her with the necklace before the gala, I decided to go for thoughtful rather than extravagant—a new hate date list for next year. Overcome, she throws herself in my arms and we make love for hours by the fire until the clock strikes midnight.
A perfect end to a perfect day.
Except for one thing.
As the love we share grows stronger, I can’t ignore we have a huge problem.
I don’t want to be apart.
Ever.
My home base is here. Hers is three thousand miles away.
If we get married and have children, we’ll need to put down roots.
