Pushing play, she rested her head upon his chest and just nuzzled into him. It was strange yet amazing at the same time because he smelled so fruity yet was so warm that she couldn’t help latching on closer.
“First anniversary of many, right love?” she inquired, knowing the answer already but still wishing to hear him say it. Perhaps it stemmed from old insecurities but she knew Jack, who had stayed by her side through it all, wouldn’t be like the others.
With Katelynn cuddling him like that, her hair warm and soft and tickling slightly, Jack soon forgot about the paint. He wrapped his arms around her, cradling her close. As the movie began to play, he thought of this time last year; how nervous he’d been, how attracted he’d been to her even if he’d been afraid to say it. Well, he wasn’t afraid to say it anymore.
“The first of a lifetime,” he whispered back. And he reached down, brushed Katelynn’s hair aside with a gentle touch, and kissed her forehead.
“Next year I’ll make it even more special,” she promised, her mind filled with thoughts of him instead of giving the movie much attention.
Because it had definitely been a crazy year for them with everything she had done that she was sure they deserved happiness now. This year she would do things right – plan the wedding, marry the man who was cradling her in his arms and live happily ever after.
It was what Jack deserved for being so wonderful.
The Day We Met
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Jack Maple 