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“You don’t have to, sweetheart. I’ve got you. Open the door for me, okay?”
“I’ve been waiting for you since we started teaching, Jenny. Maybe not constantly, but consistently. I always find myself coming back to you.” His eyes drop to our hands, still joined on the table. “It’s always been you.”
“I’m not going to lie and pretend there aren’t any risks here, but I can’t lie and pretend I haven’t wanted you since I met you anymore, either, and now that I’ve kissed you once, I don’t want to go back to a world where I’m not kissing you all the time. Take a chance on me, sweetheart.”
“Okay,” I say slowly. “So, what now?”
“Now,” he smiles in return, “you stay. We order takeout. We watch a movie and eat on the couch, and it’s easy, like two old friends becoming lovers should be.”
“I don’t want to go back to a world where I’m not kissing you all the time. I’ll all in on this if you are.”
“You get to be the protagonist of your own story, Jenny. You deserve a happy ending, too.”
“Oh, sweet Jenny. You’re always late. Why should now be any different?”
the thing I’ve found about love is that it doesn’t matter how or when you meet. If you love someone long enough, you’re inevitably going to find out all their deep, dark secrets. The love part of it is when you keep choosing them anyway.”
“I’m in love with you. I think I have been since we met, or soon after.” He waits for a beat, but I stand there, words floating just out of my reach. “You don’t have to say anything right now. I had to say it because I can’t hold on to it any longer, but you don’t have to. You’re it for me. If it’s not you, it’s no one. Not anymore. And I’m such an idiot, I’d probably wait nine more years for you to figure it out.”
