“I’m most definitely going to learn Spanish,” David murmured into her ear as he drew her close.
She smiled. “I’m a pretty good teacher.”
When the story had been told, they went to freshen up. Zita closed the bathroom door behind David and pulled him into her arms. “I haven’t thanked you for helping me. Thank you for trusting me.”
“You were so amazing, Zita.” He kissed her. “Leaving you with that guy was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.”
She wanted to erase the sadness in his eyes. “I can take care of myself.”
“Yes, you can. But I’d like to take care of you too, if you’d let me.” He looked into her eyes. “Marry me, Zita.”
Her breath left her. “Really?”
“Really.” He smiled. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“What about your father?”
“I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with him,” David said with a smile.
“You know what I mean.”
“He’s not going to stop me from being with you. If he can’t accept you, then we won’t see him.” He kissed her. “It’s you I care most about. It’s you I can’t imagine my life without.”
Zita hesitated. She hated to come between anyone, even Bob. “You need to be sure, David. I don’t want you to resent me later.”
“I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life.”
She searched his eyes and saw his determination. “Yes.” She smiled. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
She shrieked as he picked her up and whirled her around.
Her year couldn’t get any better.
