I floated down the hallway of our little apartment, smiling in a haze of disbelief that this was truly my life.
When I came back, dressed up but still barefoot, Aaron checked his watch and stood.
“I’m gonna change into a suit to match your stunning look,” he said. “You pour the wine. I want to do this properly.”
I laughed because he was being ridiculous.
Before I poured the wine, I decided to surprise him by sneaking over and wrapping my arms around his waist while he buttoned his shirt.
Then I heard his voice through the slightly open bedroom door.
It was not the voice he used with me. It was low and careful.
“Yeah, man. I’ve been pulling the wool over her eyes since school. She has no idea. Tonight I’ll finally do what I planned,” I heard Aaron say.
My knees almost gave out against the wall.
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