Barbara watched Ambrose vacuum.
The way he held the cord.
The way he pushed the vacuum.
The movement of his arm.
And she couldn’t help thinking about how it felt to dance with him.
Barbara following his every move.
The warmth of his skin.
The safety of his embrace.
“Ohh.” she exhaled.
Her mind jumped ahead to Sunday.
Everything we’ve been wanting…everything that we’ve been waiting for…everything that we’ve been resisting and avoiding…It will all become real.
No more avoidance behavior.
No more fears.
No more what ifs.
Just him and me.
Ambrose and me.
I want it.
I can’t believe I do, but I do.
I want him.
I want us.
I want to be completely his.
He looked over at her and smiled.
Her legs trembled.
Barbara grabbed her cell phone and ran to the women’s bathroom. She dialed her dad’s phone number.
He answered on the second ring. “Hello? This is John.”
“Barbara? Punkin, what’s wrong?”
“I…” She blushed even more.
Do I really want to tell my dad that I’m having those kind of thoughts about Ambrose?
“I wish mom were here.”
He fell silent.
“Nothing against you. It’s just…”
“I know. There are some questions a dad can’t answer.”
“I’ve tried my best.”
“And you have done your best. There’s nothing that you could have done better. I love you. I am who I am because of you.”
“I. I miss her too. If she were here.”
“I know.” She leaned against the bathroom door. “What was it like?” She swallowed hard. “Those last two days before your wedding…what was it like? What were you thinking? How did you feel? How did you survive the wait?”
He chuckled softly. “I was like you. I was. I was so afraid to. To touch her. To incite the wrong thoughts and feelings in both of us. But. Every time I looked at her. Every single time she smiled at me. To me, it was the most amazing miracle. That someone so vibrant and…so amazing could love me. Every day. Every single day before the wedding was a lifetime. Then, after we got married. Every day was a second. Oh, Barbara. It’s amazing how fast a lifetime can be.”
Tears trailed down her face.
“Cherish every day with Ambrose. I know your days and nights are going to be in perpetual reverse of each other. Nothing can change that.”
“I know.” She rubbed her tears away.
“It’s going to take some time for you two to figure things out.”
“I know. But we will figure it out.” She smiled as she imagined coming home to him. “Dad. I’m going to love being married to Ambrose. No matter what difficulties we’ll have to face, I will love him.”
“And he will make you happy?”
“Yes. I love him so much. I’d marry him right now if I could.”
He chuckled again. “I felt the same way about her.”