We were sitting together on the couch, the rainy weather pulling even me into a lazy haze. I was curled into Adrian's side, my head nestled under his, as he flipped through channels. It was nice to feel this relaxed as it was something I didn't do often. If given the chance, I could honestly spend every day like this. There were days I thought I never wanted to leave Adrian's bed. Naturally, when I told him this he teased me mercilessly, then found ways to keep me in bed for the rest of the morning. He always told me that I was the creative one in here, but I had to wonder after that experience.
We must've cycled through every channel eight times before settling on some cheesy, easy to watch romance film—not that I was paying much attention to it. I was busy. Drawing lazy patterns on his chest, I tilted my head up to admire his perfectly sculpted jaw. Adrian must have felt my stare since he smiled down to me and lightly pressed his lips to mine. I probably loved these kisses as much as our intense ones. They just made me feel so good, as if happiness could fill every corner of my body. I knew it was really just a combination of serotonin, dopamine, norepinephrine, and other neurotransmitters, but talking about it scientifically was just too inadequate. I couldn't quantify my love for this inhuman boy.
"This is disgustingly cheesy," I said.
"I don't know. I kind of like it," Adrian shrugged.
"It's ridiculous. See, now he's proposing."
"Hey, Sydney."
That caught my attention.
"Why don't we?"
I pulled away from him and cocked my head.
"Why don't we what?" I asked.
"Get married."
I was stunned. Did he mean it? Marriage has definitely crossed my mind, but I can't say that I have spent much time thinking about it. Well, actually, I thought about it quite a bit in the sense that it would be really complicated. I would always get dizzy thinking about how we could make it happen considering we couldn't even tell people we were dating. After running through only half the problems, my mind would spin endlessly and I'd have to leave it for another day. Sneaking around was hard enough without thinking about our future. It was a mess, but I could take on anything or anyone to be with Adrian.
"That's how you ask me?" I asked incredulously.
"That doesn't sound like a 'no,'" Adrian grinned.
"Of course not," I furrowed my brow, "I mean it's definitely not—I mean yes, but—"
"I know. Not now, but someday," he said while squeezing my hand.
"Someday," I agreed, smiling.