“If there’s another life after this one, we should make a date.”
The corner of his mouth curls a bit.
“Food. Small talk. Maybe I say something that makes you grin. Maybe you say something that makes me giggle. Maybe the food is crap so we drink too much wine. Maybe the full moon beckons us to the beach where we walk in the shadows of the night. Maybe you tell me something about yourself. But maybe … just maybe it’s something so honest I can’t help but fall in love with you. And maybe you build me a house and fill it with hundreds of plants and even a dog. I’ve never had a dog.”
He cradles my face in his hands as I do his in mine, and we just … breathe in … and breathe out …
One.
Two.
Three.
“It’s a date.” He smiles and I cry.”
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