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It’s gonna be my number, Star. Five. I’m the fifth planet. And then he’d kissed me, and I forgot anything after that.
“The only reason Jupiter came to play at The Lions was to get you back. That’s why you’re here.”
Private: We’re back in the same city, Star. Hope you’ve had a great first day. X
The Jupiter I’d known with his dimples, winks, and toothy grins was impossible to deny.
The Jupiter with the tattoos and arrogance, all man and muscle, was becoming harder to ignore. A combination of the two was deadly. And it was anyone’s guess how much longer I’d be able to hold out.
“Starlight, star bright, you were the first star I saw tonight. Wish I may, wish I might, have this kiss with you tonight.” He smiled, nervously, “I changed the words a little.”
Using the tip of my bat I drew out the letter M. M for Marnie. I might not have known where she was for the past fourteen years, but writing her into the sand by the plate meant I had her with me.
After a minute, he pointed up to the sky. “You know how people say stuff is written in the stars? Do you think we are?” I watched them twinkling above us, one shooting across the sky. “Written in the stars?” “Yeah,” he whispered as he dropped a kiss on my head. “That we belong to each other. I’m yours, and you’re mine.”
“Fourteen
years, three months, and thirteen days, Marnie. That's how many days I've loved you, and you've been my first and last thought for every single fucking one. So I guess the question is whether you’re going to let me.”
