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Long enough to mouth the words I echo back to her

“I love you too, Natasha,” I say, pecking her forehead gently before settling myself back down opposite her

Glancing up at her as she sleeps while I go over the ies and floor plans of the top houses I’ve found online

Is Montana too far north?

I don’t want to wake her or ruin any surprises by waking her, so I pencil it in on the growing list in my mind and in my browser

Narrowing it down to not , I decide to restwe had more space in this tin can on wheels so I could lay down next to my woman

The slowing of the train and the loud blasts from its horn wake us both just as suddenly as we seem to have slept

Far fro woken up, we both look over at each other with excitement

It’s time

The scenery outside the s has changed back to the cluttered gray and glea silver of the cityscape

A bright blue, cloudless sky tells me it’s a fine day out before we even set foot in it but Natasha sees

I put one ofher if she’s sure,

“No dares now Just the truth,” I tell her “If you’re sure this is what you want, I’llyou ever need Forever,” I remind her

She ss my neck

“I’ve never been ,” she whispers

I hold her close, never tiring of hearing her say it Never tiring of holding her either

A familiar voice by the door clears its throat, and I turn to see the steward, s for once

Natasha shootswe can handle our own luggage from here

“I just stopped by to thank you, Mr Stapleton,” The steward says, flushing a little

“Your advice last night? And, well… it worked wonders,” he bea his hands before I extend one of my own

“Thank you…” he says again, nearly choked with emotion but in the best kind of way

“What was all that about?” Natasha asks as I hook her bags in betweenover my shoulder