That Time We Kissed Under the Mistletoe (Abieville Love Stories #4)

Chapter 44

Chapter Forty-Four

Sara

Ten Years Ago: August

We’re heading back to the city tomorrow, and I’m moving to California next week, so I really should be packing, but I can’t fold T-shirts right now. My stomach’s in knots, my heart’s full of butterflies, and my brain is one big ball of fizz.

Three’s coming over soon to take me out for our last night. Saying goodbye to him always stuffs a whole spectrum of emotions into my body.

It’s the best. And the worst.

He’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a man: kind, chivalrous, smart, not to mention the funniest person I’ve ever met.

The truth is I ’ m completely in love with Three Fuller, and I have been for a while. I ’ m done pretending being with him only a few months a year is enough for me. So I’m going to commit myself to him, even though we’ll be long distance. I want to be his. Exclusively. More than I’ve ever wanted anything else.

I know it’s a risk, not waiting for him to ask first, but I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me, and feel it in his touch when he holds me …

He loves me too.

I just think neither one of us has been brave enough to say the words, because of the “expiration date” every August. And it’s scary, let’s be honest. Still, Three is worth all the fear. He’s also worth all the hope and all the joy.

And yes, I’ll be on opposite coast from him now—even farther away than when I was at St. Bernadette’s—but so what? I can visit in between quarters. And I’ll look for summer internships in Albany. I only hope my parents won’t be too disappointed that I probably won’t be coming home on breaks as often from now on. But I can’t put off that conversation any longer. They need to know how I feel. This is it. I’m about to take the bull by the horns and make my REAL dream a reality.

Wish me luck!

(One lifetime of love … Coming up!)