"So do I get my one question?" he asked."So do I get my one question?" he asked. "You have my undivided attention for the evening," I replied. "Ask away." "How did you do it?" "Do what?" "Keep him," he replied, nodding his head in Aaden's direction. "Is it because you're, well..." "Keep him?" I laughed. "Sufi, I treasure every moment I have with him. It's he who keeps me. He could leave at any second. It's me who can't leave, I'm so attached, so obsessed with him." A puzzled look crossed Sufi's face. "He says that about you." "I know," I replied, smiling. "He says that," I continued, "but can I believe it? It's the same thing the other way. I say what I just said, but how much of it does he believe? We're still here because we trust each other." He nodded. "I wonder how long I'll live before I find a love like that. I've been alive longer than Aaden has, yet he seems to have found what he's always wanted." "Is it what you want, Sufi? To always have someone that you're that strongly attached to? I can never, ever be sure just how much free will I have, now that I have him. It's that strong, that powerful, really." He smiled. "I guess I won't know until it happens. |