Part 29
Dear
Diary,
I
had never really cared much for Thanksgiving.
My life up to that point gave me little to be truly thankful for. This
year was different. Who would have even
known that just a few little words could change everything?
I drove to AJ’s that afternoon for
the first time really thankful on Thanksgiving. For so many years there was always something restricting my
happiness. My childhood, battles with
alcohol, deaths of ex-lovers, and tension with my best friend. This year though, that was all behind me. I pulled up in AJ’s drive way and moments
later he met me at his door.
He pulled me into his arms and
kissed me before he took my bag. He
leaned down to pet Jingo and escorted us into the house. I looked around and spotted the table set
with crystal, silver, candles and flowers.
I could hear music softly playing and I knew that it was Bocelli.
“Dinner should be ready soon,” AJ
said. “I hope you weren’t expecting
turkey.”
“I’m sure whatever you cooked will
be delicious.”
“Let me get the appetizers,” he
said excusing himself into the kitchen as I sat down. Moments later he returned with a plate of bacon wrapped scallops.
“Oh, these look delicious,” I said
as AJ sat next to me.
We sat for a while talking about
all sorts of different things as we enjoyed the appetizers. AJ soon had to get up and get the timer that
was going off in the kitchen. After
refusing my help, I picked up a new gardening catalogue that was on the coffee
table. After a few trips, AJ called me
over to the table and held my chair out for me. He slipped into the kitchen again and returned with our
plates.
“Filet mignon? AJ, this looks incredible,” I
commented. We ate dinner talking about
the things that we were thankful for this year but waiting to mention ‘us’. Soon after dinner, deciding to hold off on
dessert, AJ cleared off the table, as I let Jingo outside. I walked out on the porch to keep an eye on
the dog and enjoying the beautiful crisp night that fell as we ate dinner.
AJ joined me a short while later
and wrapping his arms around me from behind he said, “There is one thing I’m
thankful for that I haven’t mentioned yet and that is you.”
“I feel the same way. This has been the first Thanksgiving that
I’ve really been so thankful. That’s
mostly because of you.” I turned in his
arms and kissed him. AJ brushed my hair
from my cheek with one hand and pulled me closer with the other one. I knew that this was heading into the
bedroom so I wasn’t too surprised when AJ began leading me back into the
house. He walked to the door, called
for Jingo, then once inside he swept me up into his arms.
He gently laid me on the bed and
proceeded to remind me even more of another reason to be so thankful. He loved me in an exquisitely tender way
that made me moan his name in delight.
“I love when you say my name like
that,” he whispered.
I looked into his eyes, lightly
touched his cheek, and whispered his name.
We both climaxed with each other’s names on our lips. AJ rolled over and pulled me into his arms
and sleep soon over took us. Just
before I feel asleep, I heard AJ whisper.
“I love you, Sarah.”