Once the doorbell rang, Heather ran to the door and opened it. "Happy Anniversary Mr. Chandler, I am sorry about Vanessa."
"Thank you," my dad said as my phone rang.
"Chandler."
"Cat we are under staffed, down here. We need you down here!" my bar manager demanded, before hanging up the phone.
"I need to go to work, the bar is crowded," I said grabbing my jacket and heading out the door.
"Cat behind the counter," I heard before being pushed behind it.
"One beer please," a man in a blue baseball cap and jacket said who I recognized right away.
"Vincent, what are you doing here?"
"I heard you had to work tonight so now you can have time with your best friend."
"See were out in the real world together," I smiled.
"I never looked up the whole way here and buried my body in close before I left. I am thankful you still work at the bar I saved you at or I wouldn't know were to find you. Although, I don't think it is save you being here working, what if Murfeld comes."
"You're here right now, you will save me. You will always save me but can we talk about earlier.
After this morning I think we both can stop wondering if we each have feelings for each other."
"Catherine, if Murfeld were to you hurt you I would be lost. I am so in love with you, I know you and I are mostly inseparable but you need a normal life when you leave home, with a regular guy, kids and a picket fence."
"I don't need normal, all I want is a roof or fire escape and the guy that comes with them."
"One scotch on rocks."
"Hold on," I yield before saying "Vincent," getting his attention so I could plant my lips on his and kiss him, like I always wanted to.
"Vincent, you are all I need. I don't care if everyone thinks I am going home to an empty house and am a single sixty year-old woman because I am going home to you. I love you and I have done everything in my power to protect you and I will continue to until Murfeld is gone."