Page 11 of A Love Unfaltering

I had no way of knowing that it would take several years to even answer that question.

“This looks the same as it always had. It reminds me of all the hours spent lazing around in this place,” I said, looking over to find her smiling.

“Yeah, I haven’t changed much over the years,” she said, walking toward the hall closet and pulling out a pillow and a blanket.

“And you’ve spent plenty of nights drunk and asleep on that couch, so I’m sure you remember it quite well,” she said, nodding toward the well-worn black couch sitting against the far wall.

“Yes, I remember it fondly,” I replied sarcastically as she chucked the pillow and blanket onto it. After smoothing it out, she walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my waist, which still shocked the absolute hell out of me.

The casual affection was something that I loved, but it was also something I would have to get used to.

“Do you want to watch TV or something for a little while?” she asked, to which I nodded mutely. She nodded as well and made her way over to the coffee table to grab the remote and then sat down on the loveseat. I set my crutches down on the ground next to it and sat down. After a moment of consideration, I wrapped an arm around her.

She curled up to my side, and I knew I’d made the right choice.

She began to flick through the channels, but I couldn’t focus on anything on the TV. I was captivated by her and the fact that I was sitting and cuddling with her after so many years of believing that it would never happen.

It took her a few moments, but Amy seemed to realize that I wasn’t watching the TV and instead was watching her. She looked up and met my eyes, something passing between us then, a mutual understanding that even if we’d said we would take things slowly…

We knew each other too well for that.

“What is it?” she asked softly and reached a hand up and ran it through my hair.

I nearly melted when she did that; she knew very well it was one of my favorite things.

“I- I don’t know how to tell you without sounding like I want to move things way too quickly for the both of us,” I said, meeting her eyes and begging for her to understand.

There was a spark that made me think she did.

And then she spoke, and Iknewshe did.

“Then show me.”

Normally, it would’ve taken me a few seconds to process that. However, the thought of her had been on my mind for hours already. So it only took me a second to press my lips to hers, and we immediately sank into a deep, passionate kiss.

It was everything I ever imagined it to be. I immediately understood why none of my relationships in the past had worked out; none of them hadthisspark, this love that made it feel like we completely and effortlessly fit together.

But with her, I didn’t even have to try. The chemistry, the love, the connection, it was all justthere.

I pressed deeper into the kiss, running my hand up and down her back before I eventually pulled her over so that she was sitting on my lap, straddling me. I felt her lips part slightly in a bit of a gasp, but she didn’t let it stop her from kissing me, and it wasohso attractive that it made me angry that I hadn’t changed sooner.

I ran my hands up through her hair and pulled it slightly, which she seemed to love, given the fact that she slowly began to grind her hips against mine.

It was only then that I realized that we might be going all the way that night.

I slid my hands down to the hem of her shirt, then and tugged upwards slightly, more of asking a question than anything else.

I wanted her, and I wanted her to want me.

She broke away from the kiss only for long enough to give me a slight nod, her cheeks already red and a smile on her face.

The next few moments passed in a blur. I pulled her shirt from her body and unclasped her bra, and eventually, she pulled my shirt off me as well, and we lost ourselves in the kiss once again.

I hardly realized it as we lost more clothing as the night went on. Eventually, I was completely bare, and I tugged her panties down from her waist, and she was completely naked in front of me as well.

She was gorgeous. I was absolutely infatuated with her.

She slowly got back on top of me, straddling me, and began to grind lightly against my bare length. Her lips parted and formed an ‘o’, which only made me want her all the more.

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