From Iowa, With Love. Part 4

Chapter 4
I shot up straight and looked at him in disbelief. Had he really just said that? Puzzled and shocked, barely audible, I managed to mutter the word, what? He sat up to look me straight in the eye and repeated himself, I want to come with you. God knows I was tempted to just say okay and let him have his way. But I couldn’t t help but wonder how long it took him to consider such a rash move. I fired my concerns at him, what about your home, your family and friends, a job… My eyes were full of worry as he chuckled at my rapid questioning. He informed me that it was an option he had been considering since we had decided to meet. My head still spun as I tried to think rationally. Of course I wanted him to be with me and knew that when we parted I would be devastated but was he really willing to make this decision and risk so much? Was I willing to let him? My eyes reveled all my worries.

He looked at me and his face and tone of voice were serious. He said, Baby, do you have fun with me? I shook my head yes and couldn’t t help but to smile. Then it s settled; I m coming with you. I was staring at him now, very confused. What about your clothes and other possessions? I managed to spit out. He laughed, I tell you, I m not leaving and you are concerned about my possessions?