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the invitation was from four months ago so I knew he wasn't lying.  I had come back from that trip with so much going on I hadn't a chance to even get on social media.
     
    We always had a way of just picking back up from where we left off. 
     
    It never felt like a lot of time had passed, just that we could slide back into being us.  During one of our conversations, I told him what happened with my job.  He listened and told me he understood the reasons to why I hadn't reached out.  A few weeks had gone by, we literally talked every day.  Before I knew it he offered me a job at his company.  At first, I was somewhat apprehensive seeing we had been chatting on a personal level up to this point.  I had never been personally involved with anyone I worked with.  I told him I needed some time to think it over.  He could sense the hesitation in my voice.  He told me he would have HR draw up the paperwork and have a courier deliver it.
     
    Three days later the paper work arrived.
    I reviewed the paperwork for a week. 
     
    I was outdone at the salary being offered for this position.  It would definitely be an increase from my last job.  Not to mention, all of the stock options, benefits, and employee perks he was offering.  I was torn due to the emotional feelings I had for him.  I immediately shook those doubtful feelings off because this was a great opportunity.   Besides, going from unemployed to Vice President of Public Relations wasn't too bad either.  God had answered my prayers, so I called him back and accepted the offer.  The next thing I knew I had packed up my life and moved to St. Louis.
     
    Before I arrived he had his realtor on the hunt for a house.  Since I was leaving an apartment already, I preferred not to move across the country to another one.  I didn't have to do much once I landed other than move my clothes and personal items in. The house was paid up for a year and was fully furnished.  At the time I thought that was bit much.  I made him promise right then we would keep this strictly professional.  Initially, he kept that promise in the beginning.  After months of constant late work nights our good behavior made it to a year and a half.
     
    I smiled.
     
    Even things like that let me know he was a provider.  A real man who knew what needed to be done.  I knew finding me a place was him going above and beyond.  He was trying to pursue me and it worked.  Three years later here we were sitting on a plane together, holding hands and in love.
     
    I kissed him again.
     
    "I'm not letting you go either baby.  I love you too."
     
    He leaned over and whispered in my ear.
     
    "This weekend will be unforgettable. It’s going to be just me and you, forever."
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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    Our plane landed and we were standing at baggage claim waiting for our luggage.  He reached out for my hand and I held it out to him.  He pulled me to him and we started kissing.  We were like two teenagers in love.  I guess the old saying was right, " Just wait on God and he will send you the person he has for you."
     
    Who would’ve thought he would be the person sitting next to me in an advertising/marketing class.  I waited 35 years and my king; my soul mate had finally arrived.
     
    "You two make a beautiful couple," a lady standing next to us said.
     
    We clearly forgot we were in public and started blushing.
     
    "Thank you," Byron said.
     
    "I remember when Cecil and I were like that," she said.  She looked over at the man I presumed was Cecil.  I smiled at her because I wanted that kind of love. I wanted that forever love with Byron.
     
    He pulled me close.
     
    "How long have you been married?" he asked.
     
    "50 years," Cecil responded proudly.
     
    They smiled at each other and you could see they still loved each other.   They reminded me of my parents who would be celebrating 40