“I could sit like this forever. Just you and me.” I held my breath, expecting him to walk the comment back, like all my boyfriends had before, any time they stumbled into discussions of the future, any time they sounded more serious about me than they’d intended. But Brad doubled down. “Couldn’t you?” he asked when I didn’t answer. And then, in a moment of vulnerability, he added, “Don’t you want that for us? To be together forever?” I kissed him sweeter, then deeper, than I ever had, and when our lips separated, I answered: “Yes.”
