I’ve been looking for you, come join the show
You’re a diamond in the rough, a true gem to find
You’re my soulmate, always on my mind
I’m here now, here to be with you
I walked in the door and since then it’s been forever you
A girl in pigtails, I didn’t have a clue
You stole my heart and every day since it’s been forever you.
Together and apart, we found a way to
Find our way back to one another, always and forever you
My husband, your wife, we make each other whole
A love I feel down to my soul
No one will love you better than you, Xan
No love purer than that of my husband
I will never leave you alone, this I promise you
Since you walked in the door it’s been forever you
I love the way you do what you do
You own my heart, it’ll always be forever you.
The crowd has their cell phones and lighters raised when I open my eyes. I feel him behind me. I felt him when I began to sing, but I knew if I looked at him, I’d never make it through the song.
“Tera Mackenzie serenading her husband, everybody!” Lucy cheers.
I turn to him now, his cheeks wet with tears.
“You sound a hell of a lot better than you did that day on the playground,” he tells me and everyone laughs.
“Thank God.”
“I was so afraid you’d left.”
I shake my head. “Never. Never again. I knew I wanted this, all of this with you.”
He pulls me to him and hugs me so tight. I hug him too.
“I packed my apartment. Everything should be there when we get home,” I tell him, Lucy holding the mic close so everyone can hear. Oh boy.
“Jesus, I thought you left. I was ready to quit, to give everything up and come to you,” he confesses, his body shaking.
“Why would you want to do that when I don’t have to give up anything to be in LA with you? I gain a family. It’s win-win,” I murmur.
“I love you so fucking much, Tera.”
“I love you so fucking much, too, Xan.”
The audience laughs.
“You said home. You’re finally coming home,” he whispers.
“Xander,” I pull back. “I’m already home.”
He hugs me tight again.
“Did she tell you?” he asks. “We’re having a baby!”
Cheers explode, making it hard to hear myself think. On second thought, I’ve done enough thinking. It’s time to live instead.
