“I’m glad. You’ve given me so much…”
This was the first time he’d said anything about all the things I’d bought for him. I chewed on my lip. “Would you…would you rather I didn’t?”
“Does it make you happy to give me all these things?”
“Well, yes.”
“Then I won’t tell you to stop. On one condition.”
“Oh?” I waited uneasily for the other shoe to drop.
“Don’t stop loving me.”
“Ass.” As if that was likely to happen. I joined him at the window and slid my arm around his waist. He leaned against me and kissed the hinge of my jaw.
Suddenly it began raining. “Was this predicted?”
“Dunno.” I didn’t subscribe to a newspaper and I hadn’t paid attention to the Weather Channel earlier.
“Well, I guess we won’t be going to Home Depot today.”
We stood there, watching raindrops chase each other down the pane.
“So. What do you feel like doing?” Wills asked.
“Dance with me. We’ve never danced together.”
“I don’t dance.”