“But, I’m not her Hamilton. And I’ve never given you any reason to think that I am like that.”
“I know, I know. I just heard you talking and I felt a jab of pain and I knew I couldn’t go through that again. Only being wanted for the money I could provide.”
“But I never wanted your money. I even gave you back the 10 grand!” I can feel myself getting heated. “You treated me like shit Hamilton. From that very first day, I’ve been nothing to you than a plaything. A sex toy of sorts.” I lower my voice as I notice a couple walking by giving me a dirty look.
“And now random people look at me in the streets and hate me.” I’m getting hysterical; half laughing and half crying.
“Who cares about random people?” Hamilton looks at me slightly concerned. I can tell this is not the way he thought the conversation was going to go.
“That’s not the point,” I start to shout again. “You just don’t get it.” I want you to love me I think. I want to be your world. I want to be the first thing you think of when you wake up and the last thing you think of at night. I want to be your everything. Just like you are mine. But I can’t tell him that. He’ll think that I’m crazy.
“I’m willing to try Jenny.” Hamilton looks at me hopefully.
“Willing to try what?” I’m annoyed and cold and I want to go home and cry in my bed.
“I’m willing to try to get it. If you’ll let me?”
“You, you want me to be your mistress still?” I look at him keenly to see his reaction.
“No. I shouldn’t have made that offer. It was crass and I wanted to get a reaction from you.”
“I see.” I bite my lip. “So you don’t think I only got pregnant for money?”
“No.” He says bluntly. “No, I don’t.”
“I can explain about the conversation you heard that day. I wasn’t seriously thinking about moving to Colorado and living off of your money.”
“I don’t need you to explain Jenny. I know.” He looks at me seriously. “I’ve been debating with myself whether to tell you what I’m about to tell you for fear that you will think I’m crazy but I can’t hold it in.”
I look up at him worried, not sure how much more I can deal with today.
“Okay.”
Hamilton takes my hands in his and kisses them both tenderly. He then leans in and gives me a very gentle and long kiss. Still holding my hands he starts to talk, “Jenny, from the moment you walked into my office 3 months ago, I was struck by lightning. I can’t explain it only to say that the universe made it so we would meet. I had to have you and I got scared. Scared to feel you in my arms, scared to see you looking at me lovingly. I was scared of what we could be. And then I thought you may be pregnant and my world became alive. I thought of you and me and a baby and that was all I could think of. I thought that perhaps it was possible to have that happy ending. And I rushed over to see you because I wanted to marry you. And when we made love for the second time, I felt my heart soaring. I couldn’t explain it and didn’t want you. I didn’t need to because I knew I had forever. And then I started doubting myself and how lucky I was and heard you talking with Lucy and I left. I left because I didn’t think I was lucky enough to meet my soul mate.”
I stared at him wide-eyed. I didn’t know what to say. I was in heaven.
“Jenny, I didn’t think a man like me would ever meet a girl like you: sweet, beautiful, kind and so warm and accepting. You took me in like a wounded animal and I was just so scared that I would wake up and find it had been a dream. But I love you Jenny. I love how you smile, how you frown, how you bite your lip. I love that you opened up to me and that you are the sexiest woman I have ever known.”
“I love you too.” I look at him in amazement, not sure if I am in a dream or real life.
“I want to marry you Jenny.” Hamilton grins.
“Are you sure?” I look at him, faking a frown.
“Yes, yes, please marry me.” He looks at me agonizingly and I laugh.
“Of course my love, of course.”
“Yes! Next week?”
“What? That seems a bit soon.”
“Well, I don’t want our baby to figure it out too quickly that he was a love child.” Hamilton grins.
“He?” I look at him and smile.
“It’s a she?” Hamilton looks astonished as if he had never considered that possibility.
“Perhaps,” I laugh. “Perhaps.”
“You’re not going to tell me?” Hamilton starts stroking my legs. “You know that I have a way of getting information out of naughty girls.
“Naughty girls? Hmm. Is that a threat my dear?” I reach down and caress his hardness. “Is that a threat?” I laugh as he groans.
“Oh Jenny. What do you do to me.”? And he leans over and kisses me.
“Let’s go home.” I say and drag him to his feet. I am not quite ready for another public sex adventure. No matter how exciting it had been earlier.
“Okay, my love. Let’s go home.” And we hold hands and walk out of the park.