“We really should set a date,” I spoke as she lay wrapped tightly in my arms.
“It should definitely be in the summer or early fall.” Her fingers ran up and down my arm.
“Whenever you want, but I don’t want to wait too long. I want you as Mrs. Chloe Bennett as soon as possible.”
“I like the sound of that. We need to decide where we’re going to get married.”
“I know where we’re going on our honeymoon,” I spoke.
“You do?”
“Yep.”
“Where?”
“We will be spending our honeymoon in London, at the same hotel where we first met. The place that led us to where we are today.”
“You mean where we had sex because we technically didn’t meet. I mean, we didn’t know each other’s names, so we really never officially met. We just had sex and more sex withoutknowing each other. We were still strangers when we saw each other at the gallery.”
“Chloe, shush.” I smiled as I kissed her head. “Wait a minute. When we saw each other at the gallery, Connor introduced us, so we weren’t strangers.”
“We were when I saw you, and I ran to the bathroom so you didn’t see me. And also that time outside the restaurant when you were talking to Damien.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Shit.” She sat up and bit down on her bottom lip.
“Shit what? Are you telling me that you saw me before I saw you again at the gallery, and you didn’t say something to me?” I asked with irritation.
“Uh-huh.”
“Oh my God. I can’t believe you would do that. Especially since we slept together.”
“I’m sorry.” She pouted. “I thought about you every single day after that night. When I woke up, you were gone, and it took me a long time to try to forget you. When I saw you, I freaked out. I put on sunglasses at night and pulled the hood over my head.”
“Jesus, Chloe. I remember that night. That was you?”
“Yeah.”
“I remember looking at you and thinking you were strange.”
She shrugged. “Nothing new there. After that night in London, I was pretty sure I fell in love with you, even though I didn’t know you. I felt this connection that I had never felt before. A pull towards a total stranger. Then, all of a sudden, there you were, here in New York City. The same city that I just moved back to. God, seeing you again, Sebastian, took me back to that night, and I got scared. Scared that if you saw me again, you wouldn’t even remember or just totally blow me off, and I wasn’t sure if I could handle the rejection.”
“Baby.” I placed my hand on her cheek. “I want to show you something.” I reached for my phone and pulled up the picture of her I took in London.
Her brow raised. “You took this of me while I was sleeping?”
“Yeah. I took it before I left.”
“Why?”
“Because, baby, like you, I felt something that I had never felt before. I wanted something to remember that night, and I looked at that picture every single day after. You, Chloe, were on my mind at all times. So if you had approached me that night outside the restaurant, I would have welcomed you with open arms and brought you back here for another night of amazing sex.” I smiled.
“Wow. I’m sorry.”
I swept my hand across her cheek and pushed her hair behind her ear. “Maybe the time wasn’t right yet for us to reconnect that night.”
A beautiful smile crossed her lips. “I guess it wasn’t.”