"Then move back in. You've proven you can do this on your own and I know that's important to you. We both know you can. I want us to do this together."
"Are you sure? It hasn't been that long . . ."
"It's been months if you count all our video chat dates."
"You make it sound like bad Internet dating."
My stomach drops a little. Maybe I've read all the signs wrong and she's not as interested in taking this to the next level like I am. "Is this you skirting an answer?"
"You're so cute when you're insecure." She wraps her arms around my neck. "I just wanted to give us enough time to make sure it's not all hormones driving us, and you know, that the sex wouldn't get boring or anything."
At my narrowed eyes she leans in and kisses me softly through a smile.
"Of course I want to move back in with you."
"We can clean out your apartment tomorrow."
She laughs. "No rush, though, right?"
"I want what I want, and I don't want to wait if I don't have to."
"It must've been hell for you to wait more than five weeks between first kisses."
"Exactly."
"Okay, tomorrow we move me back in."
"And tonight we celebrate."
"Oooh . . ." Ruby bites her lip. "What kind of celebration?"
I slide my hands down to cup her ass and pull her tight against me. "A naked one, with lots of orgasms. You in?"
"Will there be naughtiness to go with the nudity and the orgasms?"
"Isn't there always?"
She doesn't need to answer and I don't need to say anything else. She skims my lips with her fingertips, then replaces them with her mouth.
Every kiss is an echo of the first time. Accidental or not, some part of me recognized her as my future and now she's mine to love.