Look guys. We know better than anyone that sometimes in an event like this, there can be some performance anxiety and it takes a little longer for things to firm up… That’s okay though. Better late than never right? So with that in mind, here’s an anonymous submission that ‘came in’ just a little behind… (see what we did there with that backdoor double entendre?)
Working
overtime was simply a part of their lives. Emma spent hours on
late-night stakeouts, and Killian spent late nights taking groups out on
boat tours. Generally, they were able to make up the hours in the
mornings, or on mutually agreed-upon days off (self-employment
definitely had its perks, particularly choosing day-to-day that maybe
you didn’t want to work on a given day). The past few weeks, though, had
been a series of misses. If Emma had to wait-out a guy who was supposed
to return to his girlfriend’s house by 8pm, he wouldn’t appear until
after 11. If Killian had a private evening cruise for a surprise
proposal, the overjoyed couple were too elated for him to return any
time before midnight. And so it had been, for nearly three weeks.Because of this, Emma found herself particularly excited to be home and
showered before the sun had set. She was even more excited to know that,
based upon various texts throughout the day, Killian would be joining
her any minute. Deciding that she needed to occupy herself to stave off
the nervous energy, she strolled into the kitchen for a glass of wine.
Finding a new bottle of a holiday sangria she’d spied over the weekend,
she thought this night was definitely cause for a sweet celebration.
More quickly than she’d care to admit, she’d polished off two full
glasses – seriously, what was the point of one of those huge wine
glasses if you weren’t going to fill it? – and was feeling even more
excited than she’d been before. Her excitement just so happened to take
on a different tone, and her mind began playing with all the ways she
could welcome Killian home.“Love?” His smooth voice shook Emma from her daydream, and she ran to
him, barely registering the huge smile on his face before she threw
herself into his arms. “Well, this is a lovely welcome.”
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