“Really?” He was gazing at her so intently and so seriously the laughter went out of her.
“If it’s what you want…”
“May.” He rolled his eyes. “I’m not Dan, what do you want?”
“You.” She said the word, then inhaled as long and slowly and carefully as she could, reminding herself she was doing this for her, and that if he didn’t want her as much or as long as she wanted him, it wouldn’t be the end of her. This was all a big beautiful beginning.
But of course some little sentence that implied commitment would be nice, too.
Instead, he did something almost as good, which was to say her name and kiss her with such joy and passion and what seemed like relief, that she knew in her soul there would be no new sweet young thing next week, or the week after, or the week after that….
That would do. That was enough after five days. She couldn’t expect—
“I love you.”
A car honked; pedestrians passed. How could they when the world had just stopped?
“Beck.” His name burst out on a sob of laughter. Tears came into her eyes and she blinked stupidly through them, grinning like mad, sure she looked and sounded like a woman possessed, sure neither of them cared. “I love you, too.”
He cupped the back of her neck, let his thumbs trace her cheekbones. “I didn’t think love could happen in five days. Hell, I didn’t think love could happen for me at all. But it has. You’re the most amazing woman I’ve—”
“No, no, I’m boring, timid, dull, predictable…”
“Oh, right, I forgot.” He chuckled his dimpled chuckle and kissed her, and her heart felt like it was going to fly out of her body and do a dance of joy above their heads. “If anything you’ll find me that way, too.”
“No chance.” She threw her arms around him and he lifted her and swung her around and just like that she saw Radio City Music Hall right there, over his shoulder. It made her laugh again, kiss the love of her life and gaze into the eyes she knew in her heart she’d be staring into until death did them part.
“I know for a fact you’re going to thrill me…every single day, for the rest of my life.”
ISBN: 978-1-4268-6325-7
THRILL ME
Copyright © 2005 by Muna Shehadi Sill.
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