Hold Me Tight(85)

“To broken-down cars and little black dresses.” I watch as the corners of her mouth turn up. “To sex in the greenhouse and more showers together.” This gets her to giggle as she glances up at me through her lashes. “To waking up next to you and making more babies.”

“Eric!” She slides her legs around my waist to look me in the eye. “To us,” she whispers, tapping her glass to mine.

“To us,” I reply, my voice steady and sure.

Because I know without a shadow of a doubt that when life feels this right, you just have to enjoy it.