“You came.”
She nodded. “I did.”
I moved closer. “Did youaccept the job?”
She nodded. “I start in two weeks.”
“Amazing.” Excitement filled my chest. “You deserve this.”
“Thank you.” She looked down for a moment, and when she returned her gaze to mine, I saw resolve behind her eyes. “Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for helping me.”
“I wanted to.”
“I know I was being stubborn. I was... it’s been weird lately.”
“I know. It’s been weird for me too. But it doesn’t have to stay that way.” Tentatively, I took her hand, and to my surprise she didn’t pull away. “This is your chance. Your fresh start.”
“You’re right.”
I moved a bit closer. “And on top of that, promise me this, okay?”
“What’s that?”
“Now that you’re back in this area, and now that things are—different—promise me that we can start the one thing that we’ve been dancing around for what feels like years. That we can start on us.” I tightened my grip. “Please. I’ve always admired you, Kendra. As a dancer, certainly. But also, as a woman. You’re talented, graceful, clever, and gorgeous as hell. And well, this pandemic has made me think about a lot of things, and I keep coming back to one thing: You. I really want to do life with you.”Talk about laying it all on the line here.
“Seems like it’s our time then, Seth Sampson, because I want to do life with you too.” I smiled, probably looking like a lunatic with how happy I felt. “You have no idea how long I have waited for you to say something like that,” she added.
Yes.
Maybe it was the craziness of the moment. Maybe it was the fact that the pandemic had made it impossible for me to put up with the usual bull that came from living the life I had. But I leaned in and kissed her right then because I couldn’t wait another minute to make her mine.
And it was the best decision I had ever made.
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