28
Zoe
"Wake up,my Little Diva. We have to leave."
"Hmmm."
Dirk's lips press on mine, and I slide my fingers through his hair, deepening the kiss.
He pulls back. "We have to go."
I slowly open my eyes.
"Morning, sweetheart."
"Morning."
"Rise and shine. It's moving day."
"But you're so nice and warm." I slide my hands on his flesh.
"Let's get across the border, and you can fondle me all you want."
"Mmm."
He pecks me and rises then holds his hands out to help me up.
We get ready to go. Last night, we said our goodbyes. Mine was tearful, and little Gloria was sobbing, which broke my heart. It's still dark out. Dirk and I shower, brush our teeth, and dress.
When we get in the van, I wipe my face.
"You all right?"
"Yeah. I'm just sad to be leaving. I loved our time with your family."
"I did too. I'm glad you didn't hate it."
"Why would I hate it?"
"My ex hated Mexico."
"Did you come often?"
"Only once."
"What did she hate about it?"
"Everything," he quietly says, starts the van, and pulls out of the driveway.
I put my hand on his thigh.
He glances over at me.
"I think your family is great. I can't wait to meet your father and brothers."
He picks up my hand and kisses it. "They are going to love you."
"How far is it once we get past the border?"