"So give me that time," I said. "Two years. Two years of you and me to fuck and fight and fall in love and be all the things we won't be able to be once you walk down that aisle. Give me that time to try and convince you that that life isn't what you really want. We don't ever have to talk politics, we don't even have to tell anyone if you don't want to. Just let it be me and you, at least for a little while." "I..." She stared at me like she desperately wanted to say yes but was afraid of doing so. "Think about it," I said, biting my tongue on trying to force her hand. "I'll be waiting."