Page 102 of Justice for Radar

Six months and he never asked me for anything except to pay off the things that I needed to – from the credit cards mywasband, as he liked to put it, racked up to making sure that I had more accrued in my savings, to planning a vacation for us, just us two, for our one year together. Which I was still working on that.

I would tell him any of my accomplishments big or small, and he would always kiss me on my forehead and praise me. Even when I didn’t really do anything at all, he made me find value in myself.

I was hopelessly in love with this man and with each passing day? The fear of imminent disaster faded.

“I got shit done like a bad bitch,” I said laughing and he laughed with me. He always thought I was adorable when I tried to act all hard because hard, I was not – however, neither was I as soft as I had been. I could stand up for myself now… had a few times since moving here. With my mother, with my father, and even with Rodney’s family who were somehow upset with me for moving and getting rid of his shit – the same shit I had given his brother close to – no,overa year to come and collect.

“Aside from covers what did you get done?” he asked.

I smiled and climbed onto him, straddling his hips, looking down at him and said, “I got the final payment paid off on Rodney’s truck.”

“Your truck,” he corrected. I grinned.

“Lightning’s truck,” I corrected, and he grinned.

Lightning had taken over payments and at the end of that fucked-up rainbow, I was to sign it over to him – which I had. Boy did he love that truck and I was happy it made him happy.

“Nice, good deal!”

I nodded.

“And I went and looked at new cars for me,” I declared. “I hate the Kia and I was hoping you would come with me to kick some tires.”

He grinned. “What did you have in mind?” he asked.

“Something small and sporty,” I answered.

He grinned. “What like a Miata?” I laughed.

“Very fucking funny!” I cried. “No, like something that actually suits me,” I said, and he rolled his eyes.

“A Miatadoessuit you, babe.”

I rolled my eyes. “No, it doesn’t! Something with balls suits me.” He pulled me down on top of himself and forced his mouth against mine in a deep kiss that was filled with good humor and a deepening and abiding love for me.

“I got the biggest set of balls you’ll ever need, and I’ll be the ride of your life, babe.”

“For the rest of my life?” I asked and he grinned at me.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” he affirmed.

And that was more than alright with me.

The End