Christian heard the truck before I did (naturally) and gathered up his things, meeting Jacob on the back step after kissing my cheek and telling me bye for tonight. He and Jacob talked for a minute on the path and then Christian went home and I opened the door wide as Jake came bounding up the steps and in, staggering back slightly and throwing his satchel to the ground in triumph.
Princess, I'm home. Literally and figuratively.
I know. I'm amazed at your energy.
It was magic.
Good, that's the way you should feel.
Amazing.
Awesome, Jake.
More than awesome, little bee.
I grinned at him and he grinned back and charged across the hallway, wrapping his arms around me and walking me backwards, my head bent back so I was facing the ceiling as he kissed me all over the place. He got to the stairs and stopped and looked at them and put his nose to mine.
You know, it's been a while, Bridget.
Oh, no way. It's cold, I'm still under the weather and those stairs hurt.
Okay, plan b for you, piglet.
He took my hand and led me into the living room right down onto the floor in front of the fire.
This is how evenings should end forever I think.
His hands fumbled with the hooks on my dress and he growled in frustration. I laughed and pulled the dress over my head and he kissed me hard and I tasted cognac. Pooh bear.
Oh I see you've celebrated?
Only one toast to my return, with Sam and then I knew I had to get home, because here is where I want to celebrate my love for you, my God.
You mean your love for God and I?
Whatever, Jesus, get out of this dress.
Welcome back, Reverend Reilly.
