I’d moved out of my place with Riley and in with Vincent. Riley had a few blush-worthy comments about sex during a pregnancy, but she was overjoyed for us and insisted on being involved in planning the wedding.
I’d finally called my parents and invited them to the wedding that was happening six months from now. It was still awkward, but they’d seemed happy for me. I don’t know if I will ever be close with them, but at least they could still be a small part of my life.
“Not feeling so invincible anymore huh Mr. Risk-Taker?” It felt good to be like this, just lounging around and teasing each other.
“I feel great. How do you feel?”
“I don’t know, maybe you can make me feel even better,” I said smiling.
“Insatiable.” Vincent kissed me and rolled me onto my back. “That’s the woman I love.”
“The heart wants what the heart wants.”
It turned out Vincent had been right all along. Nothing worth pursuing comes without risk. I took a risk in a bar in South Africa with deadly spiders. I took a risk dating Vincent when it could have cost me my job. And I took a risk trusting Vincent, Mr. Trouble-At-First-Glance, when I was afraid nothing good would come of it.
Vincent held me tightly and I relaxed into his arms as two—no—three hearts beat together. Everything my heart ever wanted was right here with me.