We walked toward the
back of the store to the checkout counter. I waved down a sales person and
explained that I needed to pay and arrange for delivery of my furniture. The
blonde-haired woman tittered and led me to a register. All the while, I was
holding Bella’s hand. The woman, Kat, was overtly flirting with me and tried to
slip her phone number to me. I wrapped my arm around Bella’s waist, trying to
indicate that I wasn’t on the market. Even Bella was getting pissed off at Kat.
Her face was a bright red and she was gripping to my coat.
I arranged for the
delivery and we high-tailed it out of the store. The way that Kat was
‘eyefucking’ me, I seriously wanted to shower. Bella was gripping the steering
wheel tightly and her mouth was pressed into a grim line. “Bella? Are you
okay?”
“Peachy,” she
answered in a clipped tone.
“Bell,” I said as
caressed her cheek. She relaxed slightly and looked at me. Her eyes were sad.
“Is this about the sales person?”
“Sort of,” she
shrugged. “I know that I have no claim to you, but you were obviously there
with me and she was still flirting.”
“Bell, you have
claimed me. I think I was yours from the moment I skated with you at my
audition,” I said quietly. “Technically we haven’t been on a date but we’ve
shared two amazing kisses and I’ve cuddled with you last night. In my mind, I’m
with you. And not as your partner.”
“You mean like
you’re my boyfriend?” she asked, her eyes brimming with tears.
“If you’ll have me,”
I said. “And you don’t have to ask for kisses. I’ll give them to you willingly.
I’ll also gladly accept them.”
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