Ever since Adam tried to put the moves on me this afternoon, it feels like my brain is trying to play catch up to everything that is happening.
“Is it true?” Miles asks, stopping just a few feet away from me.
“Is what true?” I ask.
“Don’t play with me, Veronica.”
"I'm not playing. This whole afternoon has me all confused, and I genuinely don't know what you are talking about."
“Did you kiss another guy?”
Cold dread moves down my spine. “How did you know about that?”
Miles’s face crumples from anger to anguish to anger again in a blink of an eye. I move to take a step towards him, but he holds his hand out to stop me.
“Don’t,” he says, his voice calmer than I would have expected from his expression. “Mackenzie said that she saw you kiss the guy at that venue. I told her that she is crazy, that you'd never do that to me. I needed to hear it from you."
"It's not what you think—" I start to say, but he cuts me off.
“I think it's pretty simple. I think it's pretty fucked up. Yesterday you told me you loved me, and today you are kissing some other guy."
“I didn’t kiss him!”
“What?”
“He kissed me. I didn’t want him to kiss me. And when he did, I pushed him away.”
The anger in his expression softening. “He kissed you?”
“Yes.”
“But you pushed him away?”
“Yes.”
“Baby, I’m sorry.” Miles crosses the space that he deliberately put between us and pulls me into his arms.
I melt into in touch but suddenly remember that he was so quick to jump to conclusions, assuming that I would kiss another guy, after all we've shared. I push hard against his chest. He staggers back a step and looks at me, confused.
“You’re a jerk! You thought that after everything that happened between us, that I would just kiss some other guy the next day?”
He shakes his head. “I didn’t believe it.”
“But you did. You just came in here accusing me of it.”
“I didn’t want to believe it,” he says. “I just thought that I’ve wanted you for so long that and after finally getting a taste of what it would be like with you, that it was all too good to be true. I’m so sorry.”
I want to stay mad at him, but I realize if I was in his shoes and Tabitha told me that she saw him kiss another woman, I'd lose it too. These feelings, our love we share, can be a scary thing. But it's worth it in the end if it means we get to be together.
“Come here,” I say and reach out for him.
Miles pulls me back into his arms and holds me tightly against him. “I don’t ever want to lose you.”
“You won’t.” I hold on to him.
“Marry me.” He says, but it’s not a question.
I pull back to look at him. “What did you just say?
“Marry me.”
“You’re crazy.”
"Maybe I am, but that doesn't change what I'm asking."
“People will think it’s too soon.”
Miles shrugs. “Let them think what they want. I only care about what you think.”
“I think,” I lean up on my toes and give him a quick peck on the lips. “Yes, I will marry you.”