We woke up late, simply talking about life, love, the future, God, enjoying each other. We talked about all the different things that God had used to bring us together, preparing us for each other. It would seem pretentious to talk of such things in an ordinary setting, but both of us knew this was nothing normal.
We sat together on her bed, her quilt over the both of us, nuzzling gently.
The blanket pulled on the both of us, so I tore it off and I wrapped the blanket around the both of us. She smiled.
She looked at me deeply, holding my head in her hands; her eyes half closed and drunk with love, slightly narrowed with the closeness. Her breath was soft but deep. She sighed.
“I’ve been in love before.” She said finally.
I looked at her questioningly.
“I’ve felt it. But never like this.”
“I agree.” I said softly.
-to be continued-
We got changed, and Vinny came home. She had gone to both the first and second services,
-to be continued-
We sat in the car, looking out into the gloomy mist of the afternoon.
She looked over at me, and we moved towards each other and kissed gently.