Takeoff (Take, #3)

by Evelyn Sola

silence for about a full minute until I hear soft footsteps. I imagine she’s barefoot and walking against tiled floors. “Hurry up, Vickie, I have to go pee!” Evan yells, and the door flies open. She takes him from Charlie and slams the door in our faces.

Haha

argument and coneption

“I love you so much. You’re the first and last woman I will ever love, Victoria. I love every little thing about you. Every last thing.” She puts her free hand

We can make it work. I just need you.” I drop her wrist and wrap my arms around her. “You feel so good. I’ve missed this so much.”

stay buried inside of her and let her feel me. “This is for you, Victoria. For the rest of my life, I don’t want to do this with anyone but you. You will always be my queen.”

face, I approach and wrap my arms around her. “Let’s get married.” The words leave my mouth before I can think them through.

Did you really think you were long term material with a woman like that?” He chuckles at his own joke. I drop my hands and he stumbles, but he laughs all the way down the hall.

We’ll have whatever wedding you want when the baby is born, but I want a marriage. Right now.”

She’s a younger, prettier version of Myra with clear brown skin and big eyes. “Thank you, Jeannie. Welcome.” She walks to the back and takes a seat. From the corner of my eye,

Coach Walsh sits in the back. He stares at Jeannie, who has yet to look up from her book. Whatever she’s reading must be engrossing.

beauty. I grab her hands and the ceremony is a blur. We kept the vows traditional, promising to recite our own at the next wedding. Minutes later, we’re pronounced man and wife and I take her in a kiss.