Four Years Ago

“This place is gorgeous, Noah,” she whispers excitedly. Thank you for bringing me here. That might have been the best steak I’ve ever eaten.

Glancing at Reagan across from me makes me happy. For the first time in my life, I feel content and it’s all because of her. I reach across the table and squeeze her hand. “You’re gorgeous. I’m out with the most beautiful girl. I’m a lucky guy.”

My hand slides into the pocket of my jacket next to me on the cushioned seat. I pull out the small box wrapped in green paper. Green is her favorite color. My stomach rolls for a second when I worry whether she’ll like her gift or not. I chose it all by myself and it’s perfect. At least I think so. “Ray, I have a Valentine’s Day present for you. When I saw this, it reminded me of you and of us.” I smile and push the small box across the table with the tips of my fingers.

“Noah, you didn’t have to get me anything. Bringing me here was already perfect.”

“I know, but I wanted to. You deserve so much more than I give you.”

“Hey, don’t say that. All I want is you.”

I lift my chin toward the box on the table top. “Open it.”

She slowly removes the paper and then shakes the box next to her ear. “Hmm, I don’t hear anything. Did you give me an empty box?”

“I guess you’ll have to open it to find out,” I say, smiling.

She removes the white box lid and stares down at what lies inside. It seems like forever when her gaze finally raises to meet mine. “It’s so beautiful. I love it.”

Reaching across the table, plucking it from the box, I push it onto her ring finger. It’s a perfect fit. Someday I hope to place a wedding band there, but for now this will do.

She smiles, looking down at the sun, moon and stars ring I just placed on her finger.

“The sun represents you. You’re the one constant ray of sunshine in my life.”

“That’s why you always call me Ray?” she asks her lower lashes glistening from the tears gathering there. The colors reflecting from the restaurant’s crystal lights show in her hazel irises.

“Yes, that’s why. You’re the sun in my world, Ray. You light up all my days and take away the darkness.”

She smiles, chewing on her lip as a tear flows down one of her pink cheeks.

I take her hand, caressing the back of her fingers with my thumb. Staring down at her ring, I continue to explain. “The star represents us as a couple. Everyone uses that saying, ‘the stars are the limit,’ but I think in our case it really applies. Together, you and I can accomplish anything we want. This,” I say, tapping the tiny moon on the silver band, “this is because I love you to the moon and back and I always will.”

She throws her arms around my neck and leans her body into mine. “I love you, Noah, and I know I always will.”

After dinner, we head back to her house. Her parents are out of town for the weekend and both of her sisters are away at school. Ray’s supposed to be spending the night with Moira at her house.

I don’t think Jimmy will suspect anything. About a month ago, I started laying some ground work in preparation for these two days. As a result, Jimmy thinks I’ve gone to New Hampshire for the weekend to snowboard with a couple of my buddies.

Once we’re inside, Reagan immediately locks up and shuts off all the downstairs lights. We walk upstairs hand in hand both of us anticipating what’s to come. We haven’t had sex yet, but we’ve done other stuff. I’m amazed at how well we’ve done holding off. We both agreed there’s no rush and I want to make sure she’s ready when it does happen. But, that doesn’t mean it’s easy to slam the breaks on when things are getting heated, especially when I’ve had sex before and know how great it feels.

We both take turns in the bathroom and when I climb under the covers next to her, wearing only my black boxer briefs I can smell the minty toothpaste on her breath. Leaning over, I close the distance between us until our lips are pressed together. Her soft, full mouth parts, and her tongue slips inside to tease mine. My cock is instantly hard. Sliding my hand down the front of my boxers, I adjust myself and pray for my resolve to hold strong. She raises her hips up to rub against me and I can feel her soaking wet slit through her panties and my boxers. I groan when she bites on my lip and she moans when I grind down into her.

“Noah,” she moans, tugging on my hair. “That’s so good.”

I smile against her sweet lips and dive my tongue in to tangle with hers some more.

We kiss and dry hump for hours. My dick has been rubbed raw by the time we’re through, but it’s worth it. I’d live with a sore dick for the rest of my life if it made her happy. I’m smart enough to know that Reagan is one of a kind. I show her how much she means to me every single day.