Nine years ago, Cash offered to marry me on the spot if neither of us were married by our early thirties. We both knew it was aheat-of moment agreement scribbled onto an old gas station receipt but still… nine long years later and here we are!
He’s always been my bestie. We’ve never had a single romantic relationship, but that doesn’t mean anything when we’re together like this… His lips are on mine and it feels so right – as if he can see into my soul or something even deeper than what meets the eye!
