“I can’t believe you’re here,” she whispers, placing one hand on top of mine.
She squeezes my fingers tight, and then lays her head on my shoulder.
“Me neither,” I admit, placing one arm around her shoulders and pulling her small body against mine. “But now that I’m here, I’m not going anywhere.”
“You don’t know that…” she whispers, squeezing my fingers tighter now.
“I do know that. I fucking promise you, Kat: I’m not leaving. Not now, not ever…for as long as you want me in your life.”
“That might be a very long time,” she laughs, the sound of her voice enough to make me feel like a fucking teenager again.
“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear,” I tell her, turning to the side and looking into her eyes. Leaning in, I kiss her strawberry lips once more, just to make sure that I’m not dreaming.
I don’t know exactly where we’ll go from here, but it’s not like it matters anyway.
First comes love, and the rest…well, the rest comes later.
Alexis and WineBar #7
I don’t know why I texted WineBar before my flight that I was coming back to San Francisco.
But I should have known that he would be there.
Waiting for me in my apartment building in the lobby.
My heart caught as I saw him standing there.
Holding a single rose.
He looked at me and I walked towards him as if in a trance.
“Baby,” he said, and I went to reply but he put a finger to my lips and I stopped trying to talk.
“If it’s a question of other women and you, it’s always you,” he whispered.
Tears began to come to my eyes.
“If it’s a question of not being in a relationship and you, it’s still you.” My arms traveled up his sides.
“If it’s a question of other people knowing, and being with you, it’s still fucking you.”
Now I put a finger to his lips.
I pulled him closer.
And kissed him.
The rose fell to the floor as he wrapped his arms around me.
Before diving back into him, I gave him a mischievous smile.
“You so love me,” I teased.
“I do,” was all he said.
That was the last thing I remember.
Minette & Armand