Rob has been coming over for lunch more often because I’m basically unemployed and his work is just down the road from my house. Usually we watch the Office or Bob’s Burgers, but today we sat down at the table with no TV and no music playing, just talking.
We talked about the first weekend we spent together when I was in so much pain from getting my wisdom teeth pulled. I asked him when the first time he seriously considered moving to California with me was. He asked when I knew that I wanted to make this work rather than let our relationship dissipate when I moved. We talked about all the things we already knew, but put into better words.
"The first few times we kissed and I left your house, I could still taste you on my lips and I slept good those nights."