Running Home

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as I started to rub my hand down the side of Sadie’s arm.
    “Oh , hey, sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep,” she said with hoarseness to her voice.
    “No worries , Baby, I didn’t hear from you after work, and I got a little worried when I noticed your car out back but no lights on anywhere.”
    “Yeah , I tried to stay awake, but your mom worked me to the bone today. Not to mention my cell took a turn for the worse as it practiced its last toilet bowl diving performance today,” she giggled as she sat up and patted the couch next to her. I sat down next to her, and she cuddled her body into my side. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and pulled her in tighter. Moments like this made me excited for our future. This was my future fiancé, wife, and hopefully, the mother of my children. Everything was riding on tomorrow, and I knew, deep down ,in my heart that she would say yes. Shit, how could she not? I’m basically perfect, I thought to myself as I let out a small snicker.
    “Can I just stay here tonight? I don’t want to drive back to the B&B this late with the snow.”
    “You know I don’t care if you stay here, but we need to get rid of that car and get you something that handles better in the snow,” I stated.
    “I can drive just fine in the snow, and old Bessie still gets around just fine.”
    “Right. Well, you want to head off to bed? I have some work to do tomorrow morning, but I think we can meet up for dinner, if you’re free from the shop?” I asked, trying to keep the excitement hidden in my voice.
    Sadie let out a small yawn as she nodded her head. Standing up , I offered her my hand to pull her off the couch; the moment our skin connected shivers were sent down my spine.
    “I’m so tired tonight,” she mumbled while she staggered to the door.
    I gave her hand a quick squeeze, “I’ll meet you in there; just going to lock up.”
    Sadie disappeared into the darkness of the bedroom as I heard the bed squeak when she fl opped herself down on the mattress. Silently, I thanked myself for doing laundry before I headed out to work this morning. I walked through the kitchen and locked the back door, as I reached over and grabbed the plate to slide into the doggy door.
    “Night, Waylon,” I whispered as I walked back to the bedroom. The dog didn’t even lift his head from the couch as I closed the door to the room.
    I could hear the soft snores of Sadie as she slept in the bed. I tossed my dirty clothes into the hamper and grabbed a clean pair of sweats out of the dresser. Quickly, I slid them on and carefully crawled over Sadie to the other side of the bed.
    “Good night , my love; sweet dreams,” I whispered, while I placed a kiss on her forehead. Sadie didn’t even stir when my lips touched her skin; just the silence of the night filled the air. This time tomorrow night, everything was going to be different, and different in a remarkable kind of way.
     
     
    My palms were sweaty , and I could feel the sweat dripping down my back. I have never been this nervous in my entire life. Even when my senior year football team was short a touchdown with a minute and a half on the clock at state did I feel this way. Tapping my fingers on the steering wheel, I waited out back of the café, watching the back door like a hawk for a glimpse of her as she walked out. My eyes kept drifting back to the clock on the dash, and only seconds ticked by.
    “Come on,” I muttered as my legs started to bounce and the windows became foggy. “Shit ,” I mumbled as I rolled the window down, and turned the defrost button on. The moment I took my eyes off the door, I heard it closing, and footsteps growing near as they crunched in the snow.  I look over and watched Sadie get closer to the Bronco. Hurriedly, I scrambled out the door and rushed over to her.
    “What are you doing , Walker?” she asked, as I grabbed her in my arms and began to twirl her around in the air.
    “Just happy you are off is all,” I

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