TWENTY-THREE
Jo
We walk towards the suite holding hands. I feel strangely nervous, as if this is our first time together. I feel a chill in my stomach in anticipation of his reaction when he sees what I did to him.
We get out of the elevator, and as soon as we step into the hallway Zach picks me up on his arms.
- Zach! - I protest, and he kisses me, laughing.
- Honey, we have to keep the tradition.
- And since when are we traditional?
- Actually, we're not. But my feeling for you is. It is perfect, it is true and it is forever.
- I love you too - I say, and he kisses me again, heading towards the suite.
He stops at the door and I reach into his pocket to get the room card. Zach open the door without letting go. When we enter, the view is as unexpected and beautiful as possible: th
