When Bobby woke up he felt something soft and light stroking his chest. Turning his head he saw that Alex was awake and had watched him sleep.
"How long are you awake and watching me sleep?"
"I just woke up, maybe five minutes. I like watching you sleep. And I know that you do it too."
"Because you are beautiful. You are always beautiful, but when you sleep you look so peaceful, like there was nothing bad in the world. It makes me happy to see you like this."
She took his face in her hands and kissed him.
"I love it when you say something like this. And I love you."
She kissed him again and this time she deepened the kiss.
An hour later they were both showered and dressed and sat in his kitchen, drinking coffee and talking.
"I want to go in the city this afternoon. To buy you a decent ring."
"I don't need a ring, Bobby."
"But I want you to have a ring. I want every man to know that you are taken."
"So this is all because of a selfish reason."
He smiled and kissed her.
"You know me too well."
He put the dishes in the sink.
"We need to make preparations for you brothers' funeral."
"I need to make preparations for my brothers' funeral."
"We're a we now, Bobby. I want to be there with you, help you."
"Okay. Thank you."
She knew that it was hard for him to let her in but he tried really hard and she didn't want to push him so she just waited for him to open up to her. It was a step for both of them that he let her help him with the funeral and she didn't want to overstep the boundaries.
"We could search during lunch for a ring."
His eyes lighted up and he smiled his beautiful smile at her. Butterflies were stumbling threw her stomach and she couldn't stop but imagine how wonderful life would be with him. But ten something crossed her mind.
"Bobby! Where do we life?"
But Bobby didn't seem to be too concerned with this.
"We'll buy a new house. My apartment is too small and I don't want to live in your house, you bought it with Joe and I can't life there when this is the house you and Joe wanted to share for the rest of your lives."
"Is the thought of him and me depressing you so much?"
"Of course. What if he would live now? Would you be with him or with me? I'm glad that he's dead and I feel so bad for it. I didn't know him but I hate him. I can't stand the thought that you loved him first."
"Oh, Bobby."
He turned away from her but she didn't let him push her away this time.
"If Joe would live now…I would kick him out of the house. He'd be too lazy to leave on his own."
But this didn't make Bobby happier.
"I love you more than I could have loved him ever. And you are the only man that can make me feel this good in bed."
Now he was beaming. Not only did she say that she loved him more than Joe but she also said that he was better than him in bed. He was instantly very proud of himself. A man was a man and would always remain a man.