When they got back to the room, Lauren’s hair was tangled and wild, and her face was bright red from the wind, but she couldn’t remember a time she had had more fun.
Max smiled at her. His hair was equally disastrous, but he pulled it off incredibly well.
“Did you like it?” he asked with bright eyes.
“That was absolutely terrifying, but exhilarating. When can we go again?”
He laughed. “Tomorrow, if you’d like.”
Lauren didn’t reply. Instead, she flopped down onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. Her body was exhausted, but her mind had never felt more alive.
“There’s a whole different world that I was missing” she said, more to herself than to Max.
He laid down on the bed with her and rested his head on her stomach, his wide blue eyes looking up at her. “So what do you think, now that you’ve seen it?”
She propped herself up on her elbows to look at him easier. “I think, I’m really lucky that I met you.”
He rolled his eyes. “Oh please.”
“I’m serious!” she said. “Who knows where I would be if it wasn’t for you. Definitely not here. I’d probably be back in the states by now…” her voice trailed off. She wondered what would have happened if she had gone back to the states. Would she have gone back to Philly? Would she have gotten a job? Hard to say, but she definitely wouldn’t have been as happy as she was now. She didn’t really even want to think about it.
She looked again at Max. He was sitting up next to her now, still gazing at her with the same wide eyes. He looked like he wanted to say something, but couldn’t find the words.
“What is it?” she asked.
He hesitated, only for a moment, then spoke. “I love you” he said. His voice sounded as if he was just as surprised that he had said it as she was.
She sat up and looked at him for a moment, trying to think of what to say. It wasn’t like the last time when she had said it. She had mostly been joking, and she had been a bit tipsy. But he was fully sober, and he had said it outright. She wasn’t sure how to react, but she knew she was happy. Happier than ever, in fact.