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“Make a good impression?”
She relaxes. “Oh, I mean, sure. I think so.” She takes a sip. “I mean, it isn’t going to make any difference right now. But all these things help in the long run. Networking.”
I nod. “Did you take a date?” I ask it casually, but she looks at me incredulously, shocked.
“A date? No. Why would I take a date?” she asks.
I shrug. “I don’t know. That is a very special dress. You are a very special woman. It seems a shame for you to be there dateless.”
Willow steps forward, placing her cup on the counter as she makes her way around to me. Her hands are on me, wrapping around me. One up into my hair and the other down onto my lower back. “Lola . . . I think if I were going to take a date, I would make sure it was with the girl I am falling in love with. Wouldn’t you?”
I pause a second and my whole body tenses. I feel Willow’s words wash over me.
The girl I am falling in love with.
Funny, how it can take someone else to say something, for you to realize your own feelings.
I love her too.
I nod slowly. “I think that would be a good idea, Willow. Also, a good idea to tell the girl, too. That you felt that way. So she knew.”
“I think that would be a good idea. You are right.” She pulls away seriously before taking my face in her palms. She tilts my chin up just an inch, even though we are nearly the same height. She looks me straight in the eyes, seriously, honestly. Her eyes are glowing amber in the light.
“Lola. You are the best thing that has happened to me in a really, really long time. Maybe even ever. The times I’m with you are the happiest I have ever been. And I am very much falling in love with you.”
And then she turns my face toward hers and gently presses her lips against mine. I never thought that a kiss could feel like this. So soft, so gentle, and so full of love. I feel safe, protected, and adored.
Our kiss isn’t rushed or aggressive, or even sexual. It is just pure, innocent, and loving. Our lips dance together and we explore each other’s mouths, without needing to go any further than that.
I can feel my heart beating faster as our kiss continues. My body is reacting instinctively to the warmth and tenderness shared between us. I know in that moment that I want to spend the rest of my life with this woman.
Eventually, we break apart, both of us gasping for air, but smiling from ear to ear. We look into each other’s eyes and know that what we have is real. As we stand there holding each other, basking in the afterglow of our gentle kiss, I know that I will not forget this moment anytime soon.
Willow and I decide to spend some time outside. It is Saturday, and it’s not that often I get out in the daylight. I just can’t believe how lucky I am to be sitting here with Willow. The sun is shining down on us as we laugh and flirt while enjoying our ice cream in the park. Her perfect smile lights up the entire area, making everything feel brighter and happier.
We talk about all sorts of things, from our favorite movies to the best places we’ve traveled. It feels like we could sit here forever, just talking and laughing together.
As we finish our ice cream, Willow looks at me with those beautiful amber eyes and tells me softly, “I’m having such a great time with you.” My heart skips a beat as I realize that I feel the exact same way.
I reach for her hand and give it a gentle squeeze, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin against mine. I gaze into Willow’s eyes for what feels like an eternity. We are lost in our own little world.
Finally, she leans in and kisses me softly on the lips. My whole body tingles with excitement as we embrace, wrapped up in each other’s arms. I pull her closer, not wanting to let go. Her touch is electric and I can’t get enough.
Willow’s tongue tastes of vanilla and I wonder if she can taste the strawberry on mine. And as a couple walk past us with a loud tut and a sigh. I pull back away, remembering where I am, and we both start to giggle.
“You have me feeling like a teenage girl, Willow.”
“I just wanted a taste of your ice cream.” She grins and I give her a playful tap on her thighs.
“Also, I just realized I don’t know anything about your family.” I ask the question I realize we have both been hiding from for a while now.
Something like panic momentarily flashes across her beautiful face, but she hides it well.
“You don’t?!” she gasps, playfully. “Well, guess what, Ms. Lola?”
“What?” I say with a smile, playing the game too.
“I don’t even know your last name, so I guess we both have our secrets.”
