Come What May, Pt. 93
“What did he do?â? Oliver asks. I giggle.“Suggest that I take you.â? He playfully smacks my hand. “Dream, you’re really bad, you know that? You’re playing mind games with him.â? I wrap my arms around him. “I’ll be bad for you, if that’s what it takes.â?
Oliver kisses my forehead. “Dream, we’d better hope hell doesn’t exist. If it does, we’ve got first class tickets there.â? I laugh, and squeeze him tightly. “Well, at least we won’t be going coach, and with you next to me, it’ll make everything a little more bearable, I guess.â? We kiss once more, and I leave to tell Peter the news.
“Well, what did he say?â? Peter asks me when I return to our room. I crash down on the bed beside him, and turn on my side to face him. “He says yes, babyâ?.
“Great darling, I’m sure you two will have a great time. Just come home to me when that week is over. I’ll miss you.â? “Oh Peter, I’ll miss you too,â? I say, leaning in to kiss him. “So show me just how much you’ll miss me while we’re apart,â? he says with a suggestive smirk.