If I Were the Last Man Alive
Copyright© 2014 by Number 7
Chapter 25: Lori
I could sympathize with a lot of his story, even if I hadn't lost the love of my life. He spoke so honestly that I felt I knew him better than I had known any man, ever.
If Kevin had given that much of himself to me, I'd have loved him till the day I died. If he had a tenth of the sensitivity of Jamie, he could have swept me away. He never wanted to love me. He wanted me to love him.
Jamie obviously had worked through his pain and separation. His story was emotionally exhausting, but it was in his past. And now he had moved from the past through the present, and into the future.
It shocked me when he said he was falling in love. I thought I was falling in love, too. We were falling in love with each other. That changed everything
His confession was a bit impulsive but not impetuous. He had worked through the grief for Arthea. I was shocked but it was a good kind of shock.
He loved me? He loved me!!! Wow!
We were in love. We loved each other. We were a couple.
That meant ... What did that mean? We needed to discuss this. We needed a plan that made this right. I wasn't going to be anybody's live-in girlfriend, and that was that!
Jamie waited for me to respond. He seemed way too unsure of himself, also. Didn't he understand I felt the same? Couldn't he see the truth all over my face?
"Jamie!" I half-talked, and half-cried. "I understand. I get what you were saying and I love you, too. I was waiting for some sign that you felt something for me before I shared my feelings. Then you bared your soul and shocked my head off.
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