Until Sage

“If I could give you the world, I would.”

“I don’t need the world. All I need is you.” I kiss him

“A year, maybe a little longer,” she reiterates, looking at me.

“I’m not waiting a fucking year to marry you.”

“We’ll see.”

Rolling to my side, I get up on an elbow and look down at her. “I’m not waiting a year,” I repeat.

“I love her,” I confirm, thinking that doesn’t come close to how I feel about her.

“I swear I’m going to kick her ass when you get her back to town,” he growls, and for the first time since this morning, I smile.

“I’ll let you know when that is,” I say, pulling onto the highway.