Road Trip! Ch. 10

"Not a bad thing is it, sugar?" She opined.

"You tell me," I replied somewhat smart-assedly.

"Nope, not a bad thing at all...don't know that I've ever felt this desired by anyone in my life," She mused, "kinda' feels good, actually."

"Kinda' what I think, too," I said with certainty.

"It's going to be a little weird after we get back home...you know, with both of us having our own place and all," She mused while picking at her salad.

"I've been thinking about that too, and I think I've found a solution," I replied as I pushed my empty plate off to the side.

"I'm all ears," She said, her attention having been gotten by my words.

"Let's move in together...seems like the perfect solution," I remarked, the tone of my voice declaring that this was not some light-hearted, smart-assed comment from me.

"Jules, our lofts aren't really all that large," She said, "I mean, we could do it I suppose, but man, it'd be really tight cramming both of our lives into one of those lofts."

"Yeah, I know...what I think is that after we get back home, we should start looking at buying a place together, that's what I think," I countered very matter-of-factly.

She just stared at me for a few heartbeats, her silence sorta' sending me into panic mode in the pit of my stomach.

"Okay," She finally said, resuming her picking at her salad, but more out of nervousness than hunger.

"Okay?"

"That's what I said, girlfriend,okay...I think that's a great idea so don't try to renege on your words," Smiling at me as she pushed her almost-empty plate to the side.

Reaching across the table, I grasped the fingers of her hand, looking 'hard' at her face, saying in a soft voice, "Word."

"Word..." She repeated with a gentle, loving squeeze to my hand...

The rest of our Sunday in Vegas was a delight to the senses, especially our visit to the spa where we were pampered beyond belief, something I could get use to, I said to Marni as we were leaving.

Our evening at the comedian's show was funny beyond words, his off-color jokes that never see the TV screen, keeping the packed room rolling in laughter.

We indulged in some late-night food cravings at a Johnny Rocket's on the strip, both thinking the cheeseburgers out of this world as advertised.

Neither of us were interested in having sex that night, neither of us feeling the 'need', surprise, surprise.

No, that night, Marni snuggled against my body as I held her close, the lilac scent from her hair pleasing to me as I nuzzled the top of her head against my lips.

It was, simply, a wonderful ending to our Vegas stay...

to be continued...