Eventually the cat, perhaps sensing something we did not, hopped out and hung out alternately on the roof and hood of my car. Conversation between me and the girl continued, never lulling once. About 4 am, excuses for tickling became spontaneous cuddling. It felt so good I was at a loss for words. She made the occasional joke, as is her style, but we held each other like that for a long time. And we kissed. Did we ever. Sweet and slow, fast and intense, alternating as naturally as the tides. For an hour or more we were like this, making quiet confessions, recounting so much time spent together at the bookstore. The floodgates, while not obliterated, had opened up. The line had been crossed, from maybe-date to certain-date. Many other lines, all positive, had also been crossed. We were both quietly pleased with this. The date had to come to an end, much to the chagrin of me and her (probably the cat, too). By 5:30, 21 hours after I woke up to Armageddon, I was back at home and curling. "We know we're in love. We've met the guy, andnow he's noticed us and we're together, right?" Uh huh," she replied while nodding her head vigorously."It's happily ever after now, right?" I asked.She looked confused for a moment, but eventually responded. "Yes?" shereplied. Yet the tone of her voice and the uncertainty on her faceclearly proved that she was questioning her own answer."NO!" the crowd replied. They had apparently clued in on where I wasgoing with this, even if Nikki hadn't."No?" I asked of the crowd, but held my microphone out to Nikki onceagain."I guess not," she repeated. Then she lit up like a Christmas tree. "Oh!There's always that phase where you have to get to know each other andwork everything out!"I smiled at her again. I couldn't have said it better myself. "Thank you,Nikki," I told her with a smile. She squealed in delight once againbefore one of the concert workers appeared to escort her back off thestage. She was reluctant to go, but one look at my smiling.
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