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“Is this something you want?”
The quiet reserve that falls on her face lets me know she is thinking about the situation. Not in a how-do-I-let-him-down thought, but weighing the pros and cons.
Instead of letting her wonder any longer, I offer a compromise. “This seems like it would be a major decision for you. I know where I stand, but I don’t want any pressure on you. So how about you come over here and we talk. Any subject you want.”
She wrinkles her nose and smiles. “Like twenty-one questions kinda talk?”
“Sure. I’m game. Are you?”
She takes off her shoes and moves to the head of the bed and beckons me to join her with a few pats on the mattress.
I remove my socks and join her, snatching a pillow to prop behind my head.
She grabs one for comfort but looks at my feet with an awkward glare. “You have surprisingly attractive feet for a guy.”
“Wow, sexist much?”
“I’m serious. Most men lack in the foot care area. Do you get a pedicure?”
“I’m not answering,” I say, shaking my head.
“You have to. It’s my first question.”
“So, you are wanting to lead with that?”
“Yes. Now tell me.” She gently and playfully pushes my arm.
“I do on occasion, but I generally do them myself. A friend taught me how in order to save money.”
“Was it a girl you were seeing?”
“Do I get to ask any questions?”
“Yep. As soon as you answer the one on the floor.”
“No, it wasn’t. Well, not exactly. We went out, but it wasn’t a serious thing. No sex, and no, not even a kiss before you follow up and ask. Now, my turn. When was your last serious romance?”
She yawns and deliberates for a minute.
“Hmm. I would have to say my sophomore year in college.”
With a raised brow, I analyze and do the math in my head. “Simone, that’s almost eight years.”
“Mmhmm. I grew tired of dating. I really wanted to excel in life, not in love. I figured it would find me when it was ready, or I wasn’t meant to have a relationship.”
“That’s a very positive outlook. Wish I had concentrated like you. I dated all through my school years, when I was old enough. Started with the sixth grade dance. But I could never find someone who rivaled me. Until…” Her quiet yet steady breathing catches my attention. I look over and see she has fallen asleep. I remember we were talking after sex Saturday night and she admitted once she gets comfortable, it’s lights out. I pull the blanket over her, and she turns towards me, resting her head on my chest. And at that moment, I know her answer. Now we need to figure out how.
