‘I’ll make sure I can fit you into my busy schedule,’ I tease him.
‘I appreciate it.’
As he turns to head home to his barge, I stop him.
‘Abe. Can I ask you something?’
‘Yes, sure.’
‘Is it time I found out? I mean, are Dutch guys really the best at… you know?’
Abe looks at me, smiling, and then laughs.
‘Atyou knowwhat?’
‘So, you didn’t hear what Theresa said then?’
‘Hmm.’ Abe starts laughing and has a twinkle in his eye.
‘You do know. You overheard the conversation, didn’t you?’
‘Okay, maybe I did. I just wanted to watch you squirm a bit,’ says Abe with a big smile.
‘That’s naughty.’ I laugh.
‘Yes, sorry. It was a bit, but regarding your question… Of course, if you want to find out if she was right then there’s only one thing to do.’
‘In that case, are you coming in?’
‘How can I refuse such an offer? I mean, I always believe you should fully immerse yourself in the experience when you’re in a new country. I’m only too happy to help,’ says Abe, as he wraps both his arms around me and we giggle together. Then he kisses me under the Amsterdam moonlight, and I melt into his arms.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Everything has been a learning curve since I arrived here and, as I lie in bed, with the morning sunlight filtering through the curtains, I think I may have had my final lesson. Every word Theresa said was true. How have I lived so long without a Dutch guy in my life?
Waking up with Abe sleeping beside me, I smile at the sight of his strong shoulders peeping out from under the duvet and his hair loose over the pillow. I can’t help but stare at him as I remember last night. He stirs as I stroke his hair and he opens his beautiful, mesmerising eyes to look at me. My stomach does a little somersault as he smiles.
‘Good morning.’
‘Good morning, Abe.’
‘So, I guess last night wasn’t just a nice dream, huh,’ he says.
‘Nope. It wasn’t a dream.’ Abe pulls me closer and I kiss his chest.
‘Maybe we should have done this sooner,’ he says. He might have a point, but I still think it was better we waited and let all this tension build up between us.
‘Oh, I don’t know. I think it was perfect timing.’
‘But look how we missed out. Last night was incredible.’
‘It certainly was.’
‘Now that we know how good we are together, I want to make the most of every moment with you. How about we have a repeat?’
‘Sounds good to me.’ I smile.
Just like last night, everything is perfect. If I was pessimistic, I would think he is too good to be true. How can someone have it all? He’s gorgeous, kind, educated and so selfless in bed. But the best bit is that, right now in this room, he is all mine. Although I still worry that it might not stay like that, I try to push those thoughts out of my mind and not spoil this magical moment by thinking about the future.
