* I am writing our love story, if you want to start and the beginning click here. At the very bottom of that post you can click on "newer post" and it will take you through our story in order.
He took my hand after that kiss and walked me into our family room. We laid down and he pulled me into him and my head was resting on chest. We sat there holding each other. I remember loving the feel and sound of his heart beat. All I kept saying to myself was - he would NOT kiss me like THAT if he was going to break up with me. Right?
He finally talked and said in a very slow and deliberate tone, "I know that we are suppose to get married." I didn't know what to say. I wanted to jump up and scream I was so excited and so happy and yet the mood seemed so delicate and serene. He pulled me close and hugged me tight and kissed me on the top of my head. We lay there for a long time, just holding each other and feeling connected as one.
We talked a little, but mostly just soaked up the moment of pure joy and respite from all of the questions and uneasiness. There in the utter dark of that Seattle night while laying on our couch I heard him whisper in that same slow and deliberate tone,
"I love you."
My life has never been the same since those words were spoken.
1 comment:
That was an amazing story. Thanks for writing it. Your boys will surly get some ideas from it, let's hope so.
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