Chapter 11

Figuring he was dead to the world, I leaned over and quietly told him, “You have no idea how much I love you.”

I almost jumped out of bed when he said, “I have a pretty good idea.”

He opened his eyes and looked up at me.

“I thought you were asleep.”

“Not yet. And, for the record, I love you, too.”

He sat up and pulled me to him for a kiss before settling back beneath the sheets and rolling over. He really did go to sleep then and I could hear his steady breathing beside me. I knew what I had to do. I had to see Darren more than just on the weekends and the occasional weekday. I needed him to be with me every night. I needed to see him when I went to bed at night and when I woke up in the morning. I just hoped he wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with him.

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Darren and I were in bed Sunday morning when he turned to me and asked what I was doing next Saturday night.

“Nothing. Why?”

“My parents want us to come over for dinner so they can meet you.”