*Hello Missy, what's up? Have you forgotten your friends? Did Mr. Adonis fuck you crazy?"
*I haven't forgotten you, we're just a little busy. Anakin is working on his dissertation, while I do the shopping, laundry, cooking...and the usual household chores. Then we go together to look for what else we need for the apartment, we want to make it comfortable for us.*
*Oh, that sounds like…settle down home. Are you getting along well again, or are you missing out on everything because you can't get out of bed?*
*The night is reserved for that...and...well...in between too.*
*Why do you want to know all of this, Dormé?* Anakin yelled from the background.
*I want to know how my friend is doing, she really needs a few good fucks a day and then she'll be like new …soon.*
*You're bad, Dormé.*
*Since when are you so stuffy, Skywalker?*
*I'm not twenty anymore.*
*And what has changed?*
*OK. , I've become stuffy.*
*Why is this?*
*Life has treated me badly.*
*But you got her, take it easy Skywalker. Coming to New York for Christmas?*
*Not this year. I'll call you girlfriend, I really promise, bye.*
*Just don't forget, bye.*
She hung up.
"Uh, she's mad at me. I didn't call her as promised. Actually, I didn't call Sabe, Satine and Ben either. Do you have contact with Ben?"
"Not as often as before, but we talk every two or three weeks."
"That's right. They didn't forget us when we were feeling bad, we shouldn't break up the contact. Let's tell them we're back together...OK. ? Dormé knows, she may have passed it on, but it would be fair to say personally. What do you think?"
"We'll do that right now. Do you want to call Sabé first, they're all at home now."
Padmé dialed the number and had to adjust to an offended Sabé.
*Hello Sabe.*
*Hey Missy, where are you, I thought you died and nobody told me, I don't have anything to wear in black...*
*Don't paint the devil on the wall, Sabé!* Anakin called from the background.
*Jesus and Maria ! There's something familiar about that baritone, where are you Padmé, spit it out !*
*In Boston.*
*Boston? Are you longing for your college life, or...fuck, Padmé...isn't that the handsome, blond, blue-eyed Columbia University ex-playboy who broke your heart because you have seen what you haven't seen...*
*Come down, Sabé, yes, exactely he is it, and... we're back together.*
*Damn yeah yeah yeah yeah ! I'm so happy for you both, you have no idea, look, I'm already crying. Coming to New York for Christmas?*
*Not this year. How are you and what are you doing, no man in sight?*
*I'm OK. and men...well, I always have something...for fucking, but nothing serious. We'll keep in touch, bye.*
*Bye.*
Padmé cut the contact and laughed, typically her friend. "Are you going to call Ben now, does he know?"
"He knows you were by me and we flew to Las Vegas together, but not much more. I didn't tell him anything, we're doing this together...now."
*Hi Ben, how are you, all of you are healthy?*
*Yeah, and you...uh, you two...uh, I heard it. Dormé called me the day before yesterday, said Padmé was in D.C. weighed the anchor and moved to you and you don't know how happy we are for you. No more pain, no more agony, pure happiness, isn't it? Satine shed some tears, you know her.*
*We feel great...so together. How is little Serena?*
*Well so far. See you in New York for Christmas?*
*Next year, hopefully COVID-19 will be gone by then.*
*Hope, salute to Padmé. Bye.*
*Bye and greetings to family.*
Anakin didn't want to forget any of their friends. "Rex and Cody too, what do you think Angel?"
"Surely. Call them to."
*Hey Skywalker, haven't heard from you for a long time, probably not for two months. Are you still alive or did you get recurrent Padmé depression, sorry shit?*
*Careful, you're on loud.*
*What? Is she standing behind you and listen to our conversation?*
*OK. , I switch to Facetime. Here, do you see her?*
*Hello Padmé, WOW, glad to see you back with Skywalker...uh, is this...uh official, final?*
*You could say that.* Padme laughed.
*WOW, and when will we see each other, it's been a long time...years.*
*Maybe if you come to Foxborough to lose against the Patriots, but we'll keep in touch and shout out to your brother.*
*Good idea, but we won't lose. Thanks, bye.*
"Do you still want to call your parents?"
"No."
"Sola maybe?"
"I'll call at Christmas, but I won't tell them we're back together. You didn't begrudge me that, prevented me from doing it. If one day we get to the point where we are safe..."
"I'm sure we will, Angel. Look, we've been together for over a month now and it's working perfectly. You can tell them."
"No, if we get engaged one day… maybe, I want to introduce you as my husband-to-be, but not just yet."
"Fine, but I see that coming soon."
He got up, hugged her and whispered in her ear. "I love you and will never let you go again. It's getting late, we go to bed, huh?"
"I wanted to talk to you about something else."
"Can we discuss this in bed?"
"I'm afraid we won't get to that anymore." She giggled.
"But like, after the third or fourth time, when we need a break...maybe."
"You've always been good at convincing me. I'm going to take a shower...are you coming with me?"
"Nothing better than that."
They showered with a little foreplay, in bed the lovemaking continued. "Tell me what you want, Angel, how am I supposed to love you?"
"Kiss me first...allover, and then slide your hands down me, lower and lower….kiss me down until you're inside me with your tongue and when I come … hold me tight and whisper in my ear that you love me... do you love me, Ani?"
"You are the only woman in this galaxy I have ever loved. I'll start now, can you feel it already?"
She moaned and whispered very softly, "Oh yes, I feel your hardness between my legs...and I've changed my mind. I want these first...Ani, I need you so much."
He happily accepted the invitation, spreading her legs out with his own and placing the weeping tip at her entrance and whispering briefly, "I love you, Padmé." ...before slowly sliding into her.
This union is always one of the most beautiful moments of their lovemaking, but when they come together to reach orgasm, feelings explode and very often they cry in the sensation of bliss.
When they were already tired and almost asleep, Padmé reminded them that they still had something to talk about. "An important point for us, for everyone, for our future..."
Anakin stared at her wide-eyed, having no idea what she wanted to discuss that was so important that it couldn't be delayed until tomorrow.
"COVID-19 and the newly developed vaccination, which is not a classic vaccination, with dead or live vaccine. It's an mRNA. In molecular biology, messenger ribonucleic acid (mRNA) is a single-stranded molecule of RNA that corresponds to the genetic sequence of a gene, and is read by a ribosome in the process of synthesizing a protein. In other words, I don't know if this vaccination changes our genetic make-up. I don't want to be among the first people to get vaccinated, especially before I have a baby."
"WOW Angel then we'll speed this up with the baby, come to me."
"Important things first, Ani...and if we're going to have a baby, I mean you and I..."
"...if...you and I and maybe...you keep talking hypotheticals, Angel, we have a future together, that's for sure."
"Well, I wanted to say that the vaccination also applies to you."
"Deal. We wait. You know up until now I was just thinking about you, us...and now that you mentioned having a baby, I feel...I wish I could be a father...and you a mother of my children, such a wonderful thought."
With this wonderful thought of becoming parents one day, they fell asleep.
Breakfast together was the favorite meal of the day. Both liked salami and cheese, tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, that was always on the table. Of course, cappuccino should not be missing, as well as fresh bagels and croissants. Anakin always fed her, she would have to gain weight.
Just like every day now, he worked on his dissertation in the mornings, wrote, phoned, skyped, went to MIT.
Padmé did laundry, cooked, shopped. She had a professional cleaner to help, she didn't have to do that.
They spent the afternoons together looking somewhere for things they needed for the comfort of the apartment. They found pillows and blankets, but they also found a few decorative items such as vases, lamps, fruit bowls, mirrors, tablecloths... at Artefact Home Garden. Sometimes they were happy to have been on the road with the Audi Q5. Padmé liked flowers, but Anakin hadn't realized he didn't have any. Now they had a lot of orchids and Zamioculcas zamiifoliaund, on every table there were fresh flowers in the beautiful vases they bought.
Putting paintings on the walls was a completely different story. Some galleries were still not open due to COVID-19 and those that were open weren't always to their liking.
Still, they wanted to visit the galleries that were open to the public first, and there were quite a few.
They agreed to buy about six or seven paintings, not all of which have to cost like a Picasso, but of course they didn't want flea market quality.
On one day they wanted to visit three or four galleries in the afternoon, Padmé didn't cook, they just ate a bite and then in the early evening, they ate at one of the many restaurants on Newbery St.
He never ate too much, didn't want to gain weight, but he felt that Padmé was six to eight pounds underweight.
On the first day of their search for suitable paintings, they first have Galerie D'Orsay. They calmly looked at everything, but there was nothing that appealed to them.
Then came Gallery Naga. What was very interesting, was, the current exhibition featured George Nick's work, all winter landscapes. Padmé stopped in front of one of these paintings.
"Look Anakin, Fresh Snow, Back Bay, 14 Jan, 2010. This could also be Beacon St, Marlborough St, or even Commonwealth Ave. What do you think?"
"Exactly and I like it. And you?"
"Very much."
"Just right for the wall in the living area, opposite the window. Since the painting would get a lot of light. We will buy it."
"So spontaneous?...and if it costs too much, I mean..."
"Padmé, we have money, we can afford this."
"OK. , but we ask first how much it costs."
"Fine, but we'll definitely buy it. Then we don't go hunting for a few days, stay at home, lie down on the couch and see the painting again and again."
"Persuaded."
Breakthrough is always the hardest, but they did it. Anakin paid twenty thousand dollars on his credit card and scheduled delivery on December 21st.
Satisfied with their choice and the fact that they have the same taste, they strolled through the shops, a woman always needs some new clothes.
They decided to go home, change their clothes and walk to the Strega Italiano Back Bay, it was only half a mile away.
Anakin said the restaurant reminded him a little of The Oceanaire Seafood Room, and got flustered. Padmé noticed immediately and knew why.
"Ani, look at me, I love only you, only you... as long as I live."
"I should know, but these...memories hurt so much."
"It's in the past, over and done with, we're here... together, no one can separate us anymore."
"Yes Angel, both of us...trust each other and let nothing and no one get in the way. Alright, and now it's time to eat."
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Best regards from Germany