“Will your elder feel the same as you?” Deliosa kept her head pressed against his chest. “Will I be good enough for her? Will she really want you to be aligned with a dragon without a kaandelinao? Will she want you to be with a haavnresh?” She closed her eyes as his hand slipped through her hair. “I don’t think she will.”
“I honestly don’t know.” He said it so softly, so gently. It comforted her. It made her feel safe.
“I just want to be yours, Samer.”
“And I want to be yours. I want it more than I want to become skye.”
She raised her head as a worrisome thought occurred to her. “Do you want me because I’m the first female dragon you’ve encountered?”
He smiled and the flowers in her water glass bloomed brighter. “I’m at my happiest when I’m with you. I want you, Lee, because I do.”
“Will she understand that? Will she be able to accept me?”
“She is my mother. I know her well enough to not make presumptions about what she will say or do.”
“That isn’t too reassuring.”
“I’m sorry.” He shifted in his seat. “Lee, we don’t know what Monday will hold in store for us. Can I spend all of today with you?”
“Do you want to?”
“Yes.” He kissed her. “I do.”
Olivia felt quite proud of herself. She hadn’t sought out John Addleston during the dinner. She hadn’t even looked over at him. She had stayed focused on her own husband and their daughter.
When John left with Sarah, Olivia had a small hope that he would come back to say good-bye to her. She had hoped that he would come up with some reason, any reason to come back.
But he hadn’t.
He left the party and he was gone.
Franny yawned and leaned her head against her dad’s arm.
He smiled at her. “I guess it is getting late.”
Franny yawned again.
He looked at Olivia. “I’m gonna take her to the car.”
“I’ll be there. I just want to give my best wishes to Ambrose and Barbara. Be careful out there. I don’t want anything to happen to either of you.”
“Same to you.” He stood and carefully scooped their daughter into his arms.
“You make that look so easy.”
“What can I say? I’ve had years of practice.” He winked at her and carried Franny away.
Olivia watched him maneuver around the tables on his journey to the door.
After the enthralling rush of the first two years of marriage, it’s so easy to fall into comfortable ruts and patterns. It’s so easy to overlook each other and take each other for granted as the years go on by. And perhaps I have been guilty of that.
But I know that I am so incredibly blessed to have him for a husband. He is such a good man and a good husband. He still makes me happy.
I’m still glad that I told him “I do”.
Carrie, I wish you could have met him. You would have liked him. Of course, you would have. We always did like the same people and the same things. Case in point: John Addleston. Letting you marry him was one of the hardest things I have ever done. I wanted to be selfish. I wanted to claim him for myself.
But I knew that you loved him too. So, I let him go.
I miss you, Carrie. You’re my other half. You’re the part of me that’s still missing, even after all of these years. I still miss you.
Maybe some day we will see each other again. It’s just a small hope, but I will hold on to it with all my might.
Until then, I will miss you, my sister, my twin.