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don’t want that,” she said.
“So you want a title? Like what, my girlfriend?” I asked.
I knew I was getting somewhere. If she didn’t want anything to do with me, or if we were going to be “just friends,” she wouldn’t say anything about titles and what we were to one another. She’d just shake my hand, pat me on the shoulder, and tell me to hit the showers. She’d treat me like a buddy and nothing more.
“Yeah, I do,” she said, kind of half smiling. “I need something more than what we were before. I need something official, something that I can be proud of and that will make sure everyone knows we’re together, and that you aren’t available or that anyone else can move in and try to get with you. I need a commitment,” she said.
I sat there, dazed, but not in a bad way. Sure, being in a relationship scared me, more than I’d like to admit, but I couldn’t, and shouldn’t, take that out on her. She had never hurt me, at least not intentionally, and she was nothing like my ex-girlfriends. She was a good woman, a great woman, and any man who had the privilege to date her was the luckiest man in the world. Still, even though I knew she was amazing, I was scared to make anything official. That was the ultimate putting it out on the line and becoming vulnerable. I was going to be off the market, unavailable, and no longer could I gallivant around being some kind of Casanova. I would be the type of guy who settled down, maybe got married one day, had a few kids, and wore striped polo shirts. For some reason, though, I kind of liked the idea.
“So, you’ll only come back to me, we can only move forward and be fine, if we’re official, in a relationship, only being with one another?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said, looking me dead in the eyes.
“Well, with that answer, I guess I just have one question for you. Will you be my girlfriend? My one and only?” I asked, smiling.
“Are you sure you mean it?” she asked.
“I’m more than positive, babe,” I said.
“Then yes. I’ll be your girlfriend,” she said, smiling.
“Wow,” I said, letting out a relieved sigh, my hands shaking slightly.
“What did you think I’d say?” she asked, holding my hand.
“I honestly didn’t think you’d even listen to me tonight. I thought you’d slam your door shut, or not answer at all, or whatever. I hoped this would happen, but I definitely didn’t think it would,” I said.
“We do have one problem, though,” she said.
“What?” I asked, my eyes wide open, my heart stopping.
“We’re dating now and you haven’t even kissed me. I mean, come on,” she said, joking.
Without hesitation I leaned in, my eyes closing, her soft, sweet cherry-tasting lips pressing up against mine, the stress, anger, and sadness I had felt over the past weeks instantly draining out of me, like she was releasing me from everything negative I had felt since I lost her. My heart felt warm, my skin soothed, and for once, I knew I was home.
We slowly pulled away, our lips still attached, slowly pulling apart, before we opened our eyes at the same time, both of our expressions relaxed, holding hands, and smiled, like we were both experiencing an intense ecstasy and bliss that could and would never be described in simple words. It was perfect. She was mine.
Chapter Ten
Alexis
Three Months Later
Three months had passed since Chase came to my apartment, making things right, bringing us together in the best way possible. Looking back, I couldn’t believe all we had gone through. We’d only been dating for three months now, but it felt like so much longer than that. We saw one another a few times a week, having a one-on-one date night at his place, with no distractions, even with cell phones off, which was a big thing for him considering his line of work.
I couldn’t believe I almost missed out on all of this. I came so close to throwing it all away, never looking back and doing who knew what with
“So you want a title? Like what, my girlfriend?” I asked.
I knew I was getting somewhere. If she didn’t want anything to do with me, or if we were going to be “just friends,” she wouldn’t say anything about titles and what we were to one another. She’d just shake my hand, pat me on the shoulder, and tell me to hit the showers. She’d treat me like a buddy and nothing more.
“Yeah, I do,” she said, kind of half smiling. “I need something more than what we were before. I need something official, something that I can be proud of and that will make sure everyone knows we’re together, and that you aren’t available or that anyone else can move in and try to get with you. I need a commitment,” she said.
I sat there, dazed, but not in a bad way. Sure, being in a relationship scared me, more than I’d like to admit, but I couldn’t, and shouldn’t, take that out on her. She had never hurt me, at least not intentionally, and she was nothing like my ex-girlfriends. She was a good woman, a great woman, and any man who had the privilege to date her was the luckiest man in the world. Still, even though I knew she was amazing, I was scared to make anything official. That was the ultimate putting it out on the line and becoming vulnerable. I was going to be off the market, unavailable, and no longer could I gallivant around being some kind of Casanova. I would be the type of guy who settled down, maybe got married one day, had a few kids, and wore striped polo shirts. For some reason, though, I kind of liked the idea.
“So, you’ll only come back to me, we can only move forward and be fine, if we’re official, in a relationship, only being with one another?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said, looking me dead in the eyes.
“Well, with that answer, I guess I just have one question for you. Will you be my girlfriend? My one and only?” I asked, smiling.
“Are you sure you mean it?” she asked.
“I’m more than positive, babe,” I said.
“Then yes. I’ll be your girlfriend,” she said, smiling.
“Wow,” I said, letting out a relieved sigh, my hands shaking slightly.
“What did you think I’d say?” she asked, holding my hand.
“I honestly didn’t think you’d even listen to me tonight. I thought you’d slam your door shut, or not answer at all, or whatever. I hoped this would happen, but I definitely didn’t think it would,” I said.
“We do have one problem, though,” she said.
“What?” I asked, my eyes wide open, my heart stopping.
“We’re dating now and you haven’t even kissed me. I mean, come on,” she said, joking.
Without hesitation I leaned in, my eyes closing, her soft, sweet cherry-tasting lips pressing up against mine, the stress, anger, and sadness I had felt over the past weeks instantly draining out of me, like she was releasing me from everything negative I had felt since I lost her. My heart felt warm, my skin soothed, and for once, I knew I was home.
We slowly pulled away, our lips still attached, slowly pulling apart, before we opened our eyes at the same time, both of our expressions relaxed, holding hands, and smiled, like we were both experiencing an intense ecstasy and bliss that could and would never be described in simple words. It was perfect. She was mine.
Chapter Ten
Alexis
Three Months Later
Three months had passed since Chase came to my apartment, making things right, bringing us together in the best way possible. Looking back, I couldn’t believe all we had gone through. We’d only been dating for three months now, but it felt like so much longer than that. We saw one another a few times a week, having a one-on-one date night at his place, with no distractions, even with cell phones off, which was a big thing for him considering his line of work.
I couldn’t believe I almost missed out on all of this. I came so close to throwing it all away, never looking back and doing who knew what with
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