Page 81 of Unstoppable You

We metLarison and Jo right outside Sapph.

“I feel like I should officially introduce you. This is James.” I gestured to her, feeling a little formal and foolish.

“It’s nice to meet you finally,” Larison said, nodding to James. “I’m Larison.”

James leaned closer to me. “Larison. Nice to meet you too.”

“I’m Jo.” They nodded at each other and we walked into the bar, paying our cover. There. Now they’d met.

“Want me to get drinks?” Jo asked. It made sense to send one of us, so we didn’t have to wait as long. She took our orders and we looked around to find a place to park ourselves. There was a high-top table in one corner that Larison was able to nab.

“You gonna dance with me, baby?” James asked in my ear.

Nothing could stop me. “Absolutely.”

I gazed at her and couldn’t stop myself from kissing her immediately.

“Cheers to that,” I heard Larison say and then there was a clinking noise.

James pulled back and we found Larison and Jo giving us both smug smiles.

“It’s good to see you happy, Delaney,” my best friend said.

Jo raised her glass. “To Delaney!”

I lifted mine. “And to James!”

“Delaney and James!”

We drank and then I pulled her onto the dance floor and we finally got to dance together the way I wanted. It was the perfect night.

Epilogue

James

“Are you ready?”I asked Delaney. She refused to show me her outfit.

“Yeah, just a second!” I leaned against the couch and crossed my arms. If she took too much longer, we were going to be late meeting everyone.

“Tada!” She burst through the door and posed for me.

I nearly slid off the couch and right onto the floor. “Oh my god. You look fuckingincredible.”

She wore what I could only describe as a fluffy fairy dress in varying shades of orange, pink, and white. Her hair was curled, and she’d also brought the same colors to her eye makeup.

The colors of the lesbian flag.

“Well now I just look like a slob.”

I glanced down at my cargo shorts, and T-shirt that had two pairs of scissors on it. I did have a lesbian flag to wave, though.

“You look hot, shut up,” she said, coming over to me and kissing me until I didn’t want to take her anywhere.

“Are you nervous?” I asked. This was her first Pride as an out lesbian.

“Nah, I’m good. I mean, we already U-Hauled so I feel like Pride is a moot point.”

Less than a month after we started dating, we decided that living in two separate apartments was nonsense and we got a new place together in my same building, but the apartment had a second bedroom that I used as my office, while Delaney had her T-shirt press and the rest of her work in part of the living room.

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