“It isn’t, really. We’ll take it one step at a time. It’s taken us ten years to get to this point, right? We’re not in a hurry. We can do this at our own pace.”
She pulled back and looked at him, and the sincerity in his eyes hit her. She trusted him. He had her back, and always had. She didn’t know what the future looked like, but they could work it out together.
He leaned down and kissed her. It started out soft and tender, but then it shifted, and his hand slid under her shirt. His mouth moved from her lips to her chin to her throat.
She eased back. “I’m all sweaty.”
“You’re perfect.”
“I need to go home and shower.”
He jumped to his feet and pulled her up. “Good idea. Lead the way.”