Page 42 of Breathing Wisteria
Flynn watches us with amused eyes before they dim suddenly. “She’s a lot more eager to talk about our future than you are.”
My heart does a little dive at the unabashed sadness on his face.
“I have a lot to make up for, but I want to start. Right fucking now, but you have to be prepared to let me.” He sighs. “As much as I want to just tell you what’s going to happen, we both know that wouldn’t fly. So, you gonna do this with me?”
I consider what he’s said. It’s going to be hard. We both have so much guilt over Carys, even if, on my good days, I know that no one is to blame. That’s going to challenge our relationship.
His life gets played out on the public stage and there’s nothing that can prepare me for how hard that is going to be. That will definitely challenge us.
We’re going to have to change the vision for our future. Because the future we saw when we took our vows all those years ago, is most likely never going to happen. No matter what he thinks, that will be a challenge.
If we choose to do this, there will be an inordinate amount of difficult times ahead of us.
But, despite all of that, I know that I haven’t felt this alive since the day I walked out on him ten years ago. It feels good tofeelagain, and I know that we are up to every challenge we’ll face. As long as we face them together.
“Yeah.” I nod. “We’re going to do it.”
A slow, lazy grin makes its way across his face and my heart falters slightly at the sight.
He abruptly stands, his coffee cup falling to the side and the mocha liquid splashing all over the feather-gray fabric. In two short strides, he is standing in front of me, then pulling me up so that my body is flush against his.
“Fuck, yeah, we are.” Then his mouth finds mine in a kiss that is as overwhelming as it is perfect.
“You guu-uys!” We’re ripped from our moment by the sight of Cassidy gazing at us, her hands clutched in front of her heart and a wide grin on her face. “So, when are we going house hunting?”
