WITH ASH"S ARM around me, I looked out the dining room window, and a sunburst lit the sky, even though midnight closed in. I"d never been so comfortable. For the first time in my life, I sat still. The need to be doing something, anything, had evaporated. I studied his face, eyes closed, calm and content. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this wonderful man.
WITH ASH"S ARM“Do you want kids?” I asked. We"d never really talked about children. I had avoided this conversation.
“I think so. A couple maybe. I think I"d be a good father.”
“You will be.”
“Do you?”
“Yes. A boy and a girl. And a husband I love enormously.”
He tugged me closer, kissed my forehead, then said, “I"ve waited for you forever. Thank you for waiting for me.”
I kissed him again.
“We"re alone,” he said. “I su
