As John walked towards the display unit, he turned. “Anytime you fancy a drink, you’ll find a variety in here. Oh, by the way, mixers and white wine are out in the fridge.”
John returned and handed a glass to Tara. “Well, here’s to us.”
Touching her glass to his, Tara said, “And to the man I love.”
John squeezed her hand. “Thank you, my darling. My sofa will never feel the same after this.” John paused, then added shyly, “I always want to feel you in my arms. You’re part of me now.”
Tara’s smiled softly. “I always will be. Being with you makes me feel alive.”
John kissed Tara on the cheek. “Are you hungry? If so, I have various things in the fridge. Unless, of course, you would prefer to go out to eat?”
Tara looked at him, coyly. “So, food is your top priority, is it?”
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