This is sort of a prequel to California Dreamin, I suppose. For Her, because she brought magic to my life. In this story, there are no gimmicks, no hitting exact word counts; just love, dreams, wishes, and hope wrapped up in these words.
No infringement of any kind is intended.
Someday, I always told myself.
Someday, it will be different.
Someday, she'll be here, her hand in mine.
Someday, I won't have to miss her, my heart aching with each beat.
Someday has finally arrived, and I've been giddy for hours. Days, actually. I tried not to allow myself to get too excited about the idea that someday she'd be here with me, but spent countless days and nights daydreaming, building our life together in my head time and time again. I've had this particular day planned for months.
She's asleep next to me, and I'm hesitant to wake her up. Jessica has no idea what the significance of the day is; I haven't told anyone about what I wanted. Well, technically Edward knows, since he's agreed to watch the kids. I wake her up with soft kisses, and hold her in my arms, like I've only been able to do on weekends and special occassions we've found ourselves in the same city. I can finally wake up next to her for more than three days in a row, and the thought makes my tear up.
I have to somehow make it to 6PM without spilling our plans for the night; not the easiest feat for someone like me, who hates keeping secrets, even good ones.
Finally, it's dark outside and my stomach rumbles — in anticipation and nervousness as well as hunger.
"You need to get ready," I say, sneaking up on her in the kitchen.
"I was just going to get dinner out."
"Not ready for that," I say, rolling my eyes. "We're going out."
Her whole face lights up. "We are? Are you sure you guys are ready for that adventure?"
I laugh, because the answer to her implied question - if we're ready to go out with all the kids - is no, we're not. It's only been a short time since our houses merged, and everyone is still trying to find their footing. Beyond that, I need her alone.
Backing her against the countertop, I whisper, "We are." I lean in, kissing her lips softly. I should know better by now, though, and she opens her mouth, her tongue seeking out mine. I indulge in a few minutes of just kissing her, not worrying about who might walk by… finally having her in my arms to kiss. "I'm taking you on the first date we never got."