Chapter 22
When Peeta got back from dropping Lilac and Rye off at school he found Katniss waiting at the door. He couldn't read her expression which was strange; he thought he knew her face better than his own. She was wearing a dress, something that hadn't occurred in many years. He climbed the steps faster than normal. "I think we should celebrate,"
"What? Have forgotten something?"
"No, celebrate the sale, just you and me, no kids." He looked at her trying to find a hint of her bluff, was this really Katniss, or a hallucination? "You're not the most romantic person…" She scowled at him, that look he knew. "That's a bit rude. I'm romantic!" He smiled. "Peeta! You're ruining the mood."
"You ruined the mood last time I tried to be romantic."
"You tried to give me poisonous flowers, you were itching for weeks!"
"All for love," Annoyed Katniss grabbed his collar and pulled him inside. The living room was full of candles, the curtains on the window drawn in. In the kitchen music was paying from the radio. Somebody out there loves you so…He smiled, this time not because her efforts were funny but because they hadn't had anything resembling a date for what seemed like forever. He embraced her, though she was still angry. "It's perfect, I love you."
"Well…I love you too, but you're getting off topic-" Peeta kissed her, he felt himself go to a place where only he and she were. Together, the world for themselves. Soon they were moving to the beat of the music. Slowly circling the room. Faces so close all they could see they each other…And when they come home, you'll never be alone.
"If we could stay like this forever…" He said, trailing off.
"We can, just don't let go." She whispered back. He closed his eyes feeling blissful contentedness. …Some where they will be waiting for your call and when you meet them they will never let you go.