She doesn’t even need to work for it. She could have asked for Gordon Ramsey’s beef Wellington, and I would have driven across the country to get it for her. Anything my girl wants, my girl gets.
“You got it.”
Picking up my phone, I put the order in quickly before I start the truck and start driving. “So tell me about your day,” I say to her.
She tells me every little piece of her day. I smile as she gets excited, tripping over her words when she remembers something she has missed in her storytelling.
She is adorable.
She only pauses long enough for me to run in and grab the food. As soon as I’m back in the truck, she continues making me feel like a king.
I want to be the one she wants to share her excitement with as much as the one she shares her tears with. I want to be everything to her because that is what she is for me. My reason for breathing.
She winds down as we pull up to the dorms.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t give you a chance to speak at all. How was your day?” she asks as she slips her hand into my free one as we walk up to her dorm.
She uses her keycard to let us in, holding the door open for me before taking her place at my side.
“Hockey and classes. It was good. Did you get your assignments done from your classes today?”
She nods. “I did. I’m glad my teacher understood. Now that I’ve finished the human resource stuff, I can come and go as I please at the center. I can’t wait for school to end, though. I’m ready to be there all the time.”
“I’m so proud of you, beautiful. The look on your face right now is pure happiness. Never give that up for anything. Promise me.”
She cuddles into my side as we make it to her door.
“I don’t plan to ever let you go, so that’s an easy promise to make,” she tells me.
I’m speechless as she opens her door for us. I set the pizza on the desk, kicking my shoes off before I climb onto her bed.
Then I watch her as she changes out of her work clothes. I love watching her body move. My smile only grows when I see her grab the hoodie with my name and number on the back. I love watching her wear it.
When she climbs back into bed with me, pulling her laptop over, I tuck her under my arm. She starts up a movie while I get the pizza, opening the box for us to eat over it.
It’s the perfect evening.
After we have eaten and settled down next to one another, I press a kiss to the top of her head. She lets out a content sigh, making me feel like all is right in the world.
“I love you, hotshot.” She glances up at me from her place on my chest.
“I love you so much that I don’t know how I ever thought I loved anyone before you,” I admit.
“I don’t need to be your first love, Kellan. All I want to be is your last love.”
I shake my head. “My only love. I’m telling you, Cora. I thought I loved Grace, but it was only familial love. I knew it then, and now that I have experienced love with you, I know that it is absurd that I ever confused the two to begin with.”
She leans up, kissing me. I kiss her back with all the feelings rushing through me. When she straddles me, I hold her hips, looking up at her.
“None of it matters anymore. All that matters is we are together now. It’s us against the world.”
It’s the truth.
I would take on the world for this woman. I know we will survive because I have her at my side.
I was going down a long, dark, lonely path when I met Cora. I was mourning the life I thought I wanted. I never expected her to fly into my life, checking me into the boards and knocking my life off path. When I emerged from the penalty box, I found a brighter path laid out before me with a gorgeous beauty at the end coaxing me forward.
Cora saved my life.
