H – Tell Ian I love him.
Move in with Ian
Wear jersey # 21 at every home game
Stargaze at our spot by the creek
Take Sadie on the best New Zealand Trip EVER
“You made us a Bucket List?” I ask, not forgetting that she loves me.
Nodding her head, she says, “I figured we could keep an ongoing Bucket List of things we want to do together.” She waits for me to say something else.
She made us a Bucket List. From her speech when we first got off the horses, I knew that she wanted a real relationship with me, but this List means that, like me, she’s in it for the long haul.
I can’t believe I was questioning her this morning. “But this morning . . .”
“I know,” she says, cutting me off again. “I know, you tried to have this conversation with me this morning, but I wanted to do this for you,” she says waving her hand around. “I needed to do this for you. I wanted you to know that you are worth all the effort. I knew that if we got into the conversation this morning that I would end up telling you that I loved you right then and there but I couldn’t. Sadie had the journal and I just . . .”
“Wait, Sadie was in on this?”
“Yeah.” She giggles. “Who do you think brought all this stuff over? I even called Beth and had her call me at three and say that we couldn’t go pick up Daisy today.”
“You got Beth in on this too?” No shit, she didn’t want to ruin this this morning. She put so much effort into this. I don’t think anyone has ever put so much effort into doing something for me.
“Yeah. I wanted to show you how much you mean to me. You’re always showing me how much I mean to you so I thought I should return the favor. I’m sorry if I hurt or worried you this morning,” she softly says.
“It’s all forgotten. I don’t think anyone has ever put this much effort into me,” I tell her truthfully. “Now, can I add a few things to this list?” I ask, looking back at the journal she gave me.
“Of course. That’s why I got a journal. I figured it would be easier to keep track of things, and we won’t run out of space over the years,” she admits with a blush gracing her cheeks once again.
“Years, you say?” I ask her teasingly, making her blush deepen and travel towards her breast. Deep down I could jump for joy at the fact that she’s right there with me, picturing a future together. “What if I told you that I had already started a list for us?” That gets her attention. Grabbing my phone, I open my notes app and hand her my phone.
When she first told me about her list and the items on them, I had started a note on my phone to keep track of what she wanted to cross off and to see what I could help her with.
“It started off as a note to keep track of what your list was, and what I could help you with. But over time I started adding things in there that I wanted to do with you.”
