I’m speechless at first, but after a second or two, I recover my ability to speak. “How did you get here?” I ask, but my tone is not accusatory in the least, just surprised.
He grins playfully. “Mischa and I are in cahoots.”
I smile. Yes, Mischa has a key. She’s the one who takes care of my plants when I go away.
“Remember when we were kids…” he says. “Remember how Izzie was… she’d never share. You told me once to be a big boy, and take what I wanted. You told me to be bold, and act stronger than I felt. You told me to stand up to her.”
I smile. I don’t remember this particular conversation, but obviously he does. I’m still without words.
He rises and closes the distance between us. He reaches out and takes my hand. “I want you, Abby, and I’m taking what I want.”
We’re completely lost in each other’s eyes.
“I’m acting stronger than I feel,” he goes on. “I want you, Abby. Today and forever.”
Before I can react, he pulls me up against him and bends to kiss me.
This kiss… is the most singular amazing sensation I’ve ever experienced. My whole core warms and melts into him. He tastes so sweet, so delicious. I can’t get enough. I drop my bag, and wrap my arms around him. He grabs my rear, and pulls me up tighter against him. I know we won’t make it to the bed.
I want him like I’ve never wanted anyone before. We both fall onto the sectional and tear at each other’s clothing, explore each other slowly, leisurely. Finally, when our mouths meet again, our bodies melt together.
We make love, and there’s something quite different about it this time. We are both cracked open, vulnerable. There are no secrets, nothing between us.
We love each other. We always have.
And the two of us… it’s for keeps.
