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A huge man that blushed when you complimented him? Shit yes, give me a double dip of that sweetness.
I realized that I’d used the word partner instead of wife. Huh. That was something new. “What does that mean do you think?”
What did a person say to another person they’d hidden from for half a year? I typed out HI! Then I erased it. Then I typed out HELLO! Then I erased it. The music downstairs grew louder. I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME. DO YOU THINK OF ME? I erased that too. Blowing out a breath that puffed my cheeks, I shoved my phone into my pocket. It was hopeless. I was hopeless.
“You should go ask him on a date before he falls in love and marries someone else,” Bridgette stated with the utter honesty of a child. It was so simple.
I am all the things that you mentioned.” “True, but you never asked me out.” “I think about it a lot.”
“Will you date me Saturday?” Yes. The cold had definitely impaired my hearing. It had to have. I stuck a finger in my left ear and wiggled it. “Did I wait too long? Has the transmission man stolen your heart?” Oh. My. God. This man. He was like a six foot five inch beagle puppy.
“Come over to my place Saturday night. We’ll do dinner and a movie.” He grinned widely then grew serious. “I can take you out in public. I will date you openly and with pride.” Sweet Jujube.
“I’m just a rookie in man loving and I’ll have many thumbs but I’m not searching for me anymore. I found me. Me wants to be with you. I found me and I want to be me for you.”
“Be yourself.” I rolled my eyes. “Being myself means being a bumble mouth. I want to be suave and confident like you.” “No you don’t. Jamie likes you for you. He doesn’t want to date me. Just be yourself. And bring flowers.” “But I…flowers?” That brought me up short. “For a man?” “Trust me.”
“When can I get back to skating?” He gave me a scorching look. He couldn’t really be surprised. His team treated all the athletes from the four major teams in Pittsburgh. He had to know I’d ask.
“I once had a tooth knocked loose during a game that I pulled out on the bench and went back to the ice.” My eyes rounded. “What really is wrong with hockey players?” He snorted.
I snorted too.
Whoever had made him feel so uncomfortable about his body and his scars needed crosschecked into a wall. A brick wall. That was on fire. And had spikes.
I leaned over the table after our plates had been cleared away. Heikki’s gaze met mine. “I’ll tell you one thing, Heikki darling, I’d marry you for your money in a minute. Would you marry me for my money?” He smiled widely. “In a minute.” “Guess it’s pretty lucky neither of us is rich, huh?”
He captured my mouth with a searing kiss that made me dizzy. Or perhaps it was the fact that we were up so high tangled in clouds and lost in love.
