Oh, holy shit. After two p
umps, I was coming. “Ah…oh shit…I’m coming, Em…oh God,” I whispered.
She smiled from ear to ear. I collapsed on her, and she continued to trail her fingers up and down my back.
“I like it when you just lie here, still inside me. It feels like we are one.”
I lifted myself and smiled at her. “We are one, Em.”
“This evening couldn’t get any better,” Emma said. She leaned up and kissed me.
I was just about to agree when I heard Margie and Billy.
Emma’s eyes grew in horror as we heard Margie calling out, “Yes! Harder…go faster!”
I jumped up and covered my ears. “Mother of all things good! Oh God, my ears. I’ll never recover from that mental image…ever!” I shouted.
Emma jumped up and quickly began looking for her clothes. She soon gave up and opened one of my drawers. She threw on a pair of my sweatpants that I usually wore to football practice. She reached for a T-shirt and slipped it on. I stumbled back when she turned around.
She just looked at me. “What’s wrong? Oh God, did you hurt yourself or something?”
“Yes! Yes!” Margie called out again.
“No! No!” I yelled as I quickly got dressed. “Jesus, you look amazing in my clothes. Grab the quilt, and let’s go!”
Emma chuckled as she skipped over and grabbed the quilt. She followed me out the door.
As I walked by the bedroom where Margie and Billy were staying, I banged on the door. “Not cool, y’all. So not cool.”
I practically pulled Emma down the stairs and dragged her to the barn. After feeding the horses, we spread the quilt down in the foreman’s office.
We spent the rest of the night talking about all the plans we had for our future together.
It was the best night of my life. Nothing would ever top this night.
May 1961
Garrett spun me around on the dance floor to Elvis’s “Stuck on You.” We both laughed and enjoyed not having to go back to our dorms and study. We’d finally graduated, and we were ready to start our lives together.
He pulled me into his arms and shouted, “Tell me you love me!”
I smiled and shouted back, “I love you, Garrett Mathews!”
“Marry me!”
I threw my head back and laughed. Then, I held my ring up and said, “I do believe I already said yes.”
“Too Much” started playing, and Garrett yelled out, “It’s an Elvis marathon!”
He spun me around, and by the time the song ended, I was exhausted.
“Garrett, I need to take a quick rest and have a drink.”
He nodded his head as he took my hand and led me off the dance floor. I scanned the room, trying to find Margie and Billy. When I finally found Margie, she was talking to some guy I’d never seen before. I watched them as Garrett got us something to drink.
When he handed me my drink, I asked him, “Do you know who Marg is talking to?”
Garrett looked to where I was pointing, and he shook his head. “I’ve never seen him before.” He looked around. “Where is Billy?”