Read Countdown To A Kiss (A New Year's Eve Anthology) Page 48
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Tonight, when he kissed Grace at midnight, as he had for the past ten years, Lewis would finally tell her how he felt.
No more of the quick peck that she got stuck giving him each year. He’d paid much more to her safety nets to just settle for that, but settle he had. And some of those years, coming up with bribe money had put a serious crimp in his budget.
But he would pay anything—and now had the means to—for just a peck from Grace. He’d take anything from her, and that was the problem.
But no more.
All’s fair in love and war. And he’d played by the rules far too long when it came to Grace. But not this year. No, this year at midnight, he was going to take Grace in his arms, give her the kiss they were meant to share—long, slow, deep—look straight into her brown eyes and say, “Grace Devine, I’ve loved you my whole life. Nobody will ever love you the way I do. And I think it’s time we take this beyond friendship.”
Lewis would like to say more, would like to propose marriage if he didn’t think it would send Grace into shock. Yeah, maybe better to ask for a date first.
He’d been coming back to Henderson for New Year’s Eve ever since he first left to attend MIT. He attended the parties even after his parents retired, sold his childhood home, moved to Arizona and were co-hosts of the party in name only. He flew out and spent Christmas with them but he always made sure to make it home for the party on New Year’s Eve.