Page 104 of Before We Were Us
“Funny. Stop stalling.”
She reached inside and pulled out a sheaf of papers secured with a clip. There was only one line centered on the front page:Before We Were Us.
Her gaze darted to him.
“Remember that writers group we hosted back in October? I’ve been working with one of them—Donna—since you came back. She wrote our story.”
Her eyes stung with tears. “Oh, Jonah. Thank you.”
“It includes scenes from every date we went on and every interaction I could remember. I recorded it all—how we fell in love—and she wrote it all out in story form. I hope you like how it turned out.”
She hugged the pages to her chest. “I haven’t even read it and I already love it.”
“Maybe you’ll get all your memories back. But if you don’t... I figured this was the next best thing.”
“I can’t wait to read it.” She couldn’t believe this man. Had never known there was someone so wonderful meant just for her. She was in awe of him.
“What’s that look for?” Jonah smiled down at her, his expression full of love and affection.
How to describe the overwhelming, exquisite feelings flooding through her right now? “I’m just so happy. I can’t wait to be your wife, Jonah Landry.”
He leaned his forehead against hers. “I’m happy, too, honey. We’ve been through a lot already—and it’s only made me love you more. Just imagine how much I’ll love you fifty years from now.”
Fifty years of Jonah. She grinned at the thought of their life together. “Imagine the story we’ll be able to tell our children and grandchildren. Once upon a time, before we were us... we were just two lonely people in search of one another.”
“I like the way our story begins.”
She palmed his face. “I like the way it ends.”
Jonah pressed a soft kiss to her lips, then smiled into her eyes. “And all the parts in between.”
