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Zac and I kept staring into each other’s eyes, and the longer that I stared into his, the fuller my heart was becoming and I didn’t think it could get any fuller. I just kept falling more and more in love with this man beside me. This man whose soul, I knew, had traveled through time with mine so we could love each other again here on earth. That was what my mom used to say about my dad. I never really understood the full scale of what she meant and why she felt so strongly about it but now, I did. Now, I whole-heartedly believed in past lives, all because Zac and I had crossed paths.
He reached up and ran his thumb across my bottom lip, then leaned his head down and kissed me. “Wonderfuldoesn’t quite cover what our time together has been like. I’m adding amazing, extraordinary, blissful, heavenly. I could go on and on.”
“So could I.”
After that sweet moment, Zac and I got up out of bed to have coffee together on my back patio. The mornings were noticeably cooler now and this morning, in particular, was a lot cooler. When Zac saw my arms and legs covered in goosebumps, he grabbed two beach towels out of the storage bench, wrapped one of them around my shoulders and back, and draped the other one over my legs.
“Better?” he asked, grinning at me.
“A lot better. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. The mermaid in you is gonna freeze by the time November gets here.”
“That’s what the heater in my swimming pool is for. It’ll get me by until summer comes back around. And how are you not the least bit chilly right now?” I asked Zac, looking him over.
He’d just sat back down in the chair across from me and was only wearing a pair of cargo shorts and his sports briefs underneath them. I’d never seen him in any kind of shorts other than running ones but I really liked the ones he had on now. The tan color went so well with his tan skin.
“I’m just not. It feels great out here to me,” he said, shrugging his shoulders.
“It’s the Scotsman in you.”
“You have just as much Scottish blood running through your veins, so what’s the deal, Sinclair?”
“Warm weather preference is what my deal is.”
Zac chuckled, then grabbed his cellphone off the table. I watched him scroll his fingertip across the screen.
“Do you mind if I play a song for you?” he asked, looking back up at me.
“So that’s what you were doing. You were searching for a song. And no, I don’t mind. Are you about to romance me with some Hozier again?”
“Not this time. I’ve got another song in mind, but it’s an older one. A lot older. I’m curious if you know it.”
“Then push play.”
“Okay. Here we go.”
Only a few seconds into the song’s intro and I recognized it.
“Two Tickets to Paradise by Eddie Money! Another classic rock goodie.”
“Yes, it is. And how do you know this song?”
I smiled. “My mom, of course.”
Zac and I got quiet and just kept looking at each other while listening to the song, but after the chorus had played one time, Zac turned off the music.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
He didn’t answer me. But the corners of his mouth were curled up and his eyes had mischief in them now.
“I wanna give something to you,” he finally said, reaching into the pocket of his cargo shorts. Then he held up an envelope.
“A letter?”
“Not yet, but it’s coming.”
“I’m confused.”
