She gives me a wry smile. “Old lady. So, we spend one night together, and we fly through the courting and the dating. I’m an old lady after just one night.” After the day we’ve had, it feels like we’ve spent a lifetime together. But I know this is only the start of what we can have. Of what we can share. Of more. “It doesn’t matter how long it’s been,” I tell her. “I just know.”
