10 Ways to Accidentally Fall in Love

by Emmy Sanders

I hop up to take care of those before rejoining Joey on the couch, landing with my head on his thigh. I give it a loving pat, and Joey huffs a laugh, his hand sinking into my hair as I scoot even closer, lifting his shirt enough to tuck my nose against his stomach.

Gold wedding bands or silver? Ah, well. I guess I have time to figure it out.

I don’t know if I have a commitment kink or if it’s just Joey, but the mental flash of us old and gray hits me,

I give my mom a call. “Hi, my boy,” she says in greeting. “How’s my favorite Vegan?” I groan. “We’re called Las Vegans. Not vegans. It’s a totally different vowel sound. And Brad is fine, thanks for asking.”

“I just love him,” I go on. “Different than how I love you, but just as meaningful. He’s going to be the person I live with. Start a family with, maybe. He’s going to be there in the mornings as I drink my first cup of coffee and at night when I need a warm pair of arms to help me fall asleep. I’m going to grow old with that man. And I’m going to love him every step of the way.”