| I walked into the house and set my suitcase down on the couch. I quickly grabbed my cordless and hit the talk button. �Hello,� I got out, a little breathless. �Well, hello Ms. Lambe.� I made a face as I heard the voice. I had heard it before, just couldn�t place it. �Um, hi. Um, may I help you?� �You don�t know who this is, do you?� �No, not at all. Who is this?� �Howie.� I groaned and shook my head. �What the hell do you want. Better yet, the hell did you get my number?� �You�re listed in the phone book.� She groaned again and than stopped. �I never gave you my last name.� �Yeah, you did. You just don�t remember.� �I�m telling you, mister, I didn�t. I wasn�t drunk that night, so I would remember telling you or not.� �Oh, so it wasn�t such a bad thing?� �What do you mean?� �People don�t remember horrible experiences in their life.� I tried to comment and yet, couldn�t. �Let me make you a deal. I�ll stop by tonight, cook you dinner, and you can tell me afterwards just how much you hate me.� �If I tell you, will you leave me alone?� �Of course.� I heaved a sigh and finally caved in. I hung up my phone, not believing that I actually gave him my last name. And since he knew the number, he knew where I lived. ~*~ You are the love of my life/ And I'm so glad you found me/ You are the love of my life/ Baby put your arms around me/ I guess this is how it feels/ When you finally find something real/ My angel in the night/ You are my love/ Love of my life ~*~ �You were a bitch.� �Eh, what�s your point? You still followed me off that dance floor.� �Yes, that I did.� �And you still made it a point to ask me out.� �Which only angered AJ.� She cringed and started to laugh. �He was so mad at me those first few weeks. If he only knew how you felt.� �He did.� She rose that eyebrow once again and went back to putting on her make up. �How did he know?� �I told him. The first few weeks that were dating, I had to confide in someone. I mean, all my friends thought it was so cool that you asked me out, but they didn�t know how much I hated you.� �Oh, than who did you like?� She made a face and tried to remember. �Oh, Nick.� He rolled his eyes and shook his head. ~*~ Now here you are/ With midnight closing in/ You take my hand as our shadows dance/ With moonlight on your skin/ I look in your eyes/ I'm lost inside your kiss/ I think if I'd never met you/ About all the things I'd missed ~*~ After five months of dating him, I finally gave in to the things I felt. He had been sweet, romantic, annoying, all when he wanted to be of course. I sat back on his couch, my legs up on his lap. He was so set in his TV and I took in his profile, for about the hundredth time. Sure, I didn�t want to date him because I knew his schedule and I couldn�t, or wouldn�t, want to break my heart again. Yet, giving the time, he had proved me wrong. Shown me he was going to be there, no matter what I needed. He had an early call one day and I remember calling him up at two in the morning because my poor hamster had died. He rushed right over and let me cry on his shoulder. I smiled at the memory. He surely did love me, just never spoke the words. Well, neither had I. In fact, it had taken me four months to admit I would even care. I removed my feet off his lap and did something I never did. I lifted his arm up and put it around me as I leaned against his chest to watch the movie. I could feel his smile. For months she was so stand offish, I was scared that I would never break that wall she held around herself. I learned early on that I just needed to be there. Show her that I honestly did care what she thought, or what she did, or how she felt. It wasn�t easy. I mean, she wasn�t the most easiest person to get along, but I think it did help. I loved her all the more for being true to herself. I smiled as she looked at her menu. Ten months, that�s how long we had been dating and I loved her all that while. And she did tell me the words, but at times, I wondered. She shook her head, making faces at stuff that didn�t appeal to her. �Sweetie, are you ready?� She glanced up and her brown eyes lightened in the candlelight. �Oh, um, what sounds good to babe?� �The chicken is good here. So, anything off that.� �Um, the chicken pasta.� I gave the order and smiled my thanks at the waiter. After dinner, he lead me out on this small dance floor they held outside. Well, it wasn�t even that, just a little area that wasn�t cluttered by tables. I laid my head on his shoulder, my heart beating inside. Even after ten months, being this close to this man made me all giddy inside. He rested his head on mine as we danced to the song that was playing. And it was than that I heard his voice softly singing along. I bite my lip, closed my eyes and savored this piece of Heaven I had gotten. �My angel in the night, you are my love, Love of my life,� he sang softly in my ear. I shivered within his embrace and he smiled. He lifted my head up and my eyes locked on to his. His knuckles stroked my cheek, his caress making me long for him. �You know, that song, it�s true.� �Is it?� �Mmm, yeah. I love you Theresa.� �And I love you too.� He rose his eyebrow and a smile took his features. �Do you?� Never once had he questioned my love, why start now. ~*~ Sometimes it's so hard to believe/ When a love can be so strong/ And faith gave me the strength/ And kept me holding on ~*~ �Of course I do, you know that.� With that, I dropped down on one knee and smiled as I heard the small gasp escape her lips. |
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