“I think you might be moving at warp speed. This isn’t a movie. This is real life, you know?” I warned him jokingly, but every part of me loved his declaration. His words calmed me, giving me the reassurance that I’d needed.
Dalton chuckled. “I think waiting ten years before getting the girl is the exact opposite of warp speed, if you wanna know the truth.”
I leaned in and kissed his delicious lips without another word. There was no way I could disagree with that logic, and hell, I didn’t want to. I didn’t know exactly what the future held for us, even with Dalton’s big plans, but I was excited to find out.
Sometimes life was messy and got in the way. But wasn’t that part of the beauty of falling in love and being in a relationship? You figured things out together as you grew, and faced the challenges that life enjoyed the hell out of throwing at you.
Of course, I knew exactly where I wanted the relationship with Dalton to head, but not anytime soon. We still had a lot of learning to do about each other, and we were just getting started. Ten years was a long time to be away from someone, even if you had love in your heart for them the whole time.
Was I still scared about the possibility of losing him? Hell yes, but I had finally accepted that that fear would exist, no matter what Dalton did for a living. Loving another person brought out fear because you didn’t want to lose them, but I would have to deal with that insecurity regardless, no matter who I loved.
I’d read once that the greater the love, the greater the fear of losing that love. And to me, Dalton was worth it all. He was worth the fight, the risk, the issues that reared their ugly head at times, all of it. And he put up with me, claimed to like it, even. We’d see about that.
But I’ll bet you money that if you go to our twenty-year high school reunion, you’ll see Dalton and me there. Only by then, we will have arrived together, and we’ll be wearing wedding rings.
The End