He knew me. He knew us. He knew just what we needed to fall in love all over again. October 15th, 2010. Thomas dropped our bags to the floor as we stepped into the room. I headed straight for the Juliet balcony and inhaled the salty breeze as I watched the little amber lights flicker in the distance. “Beautiful,” I turned when Thomas spoke and found him looking at me. “You’re beautiful.” I smiled in gratitude. It was becoming easier to accept compliments; I believed he meant them when he gave them to me. He tapped the sideboard next to the door and I kept my eyes on him, watching him slip off his jacket and loosen his tie as I moved across the room to sit on the cabinet. He meant what he said in the restaurant the week before; he dropped everything, left the magazine in Joel’s hands and booked our ferry tickets. Nina resisted until I told her I planned to have ‘the talk’ with Thomas and after making me promise to appoint her godmother, she gave in.
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