I spent a most lovely evening swimming, assembling furniture, and riding around in the back seat of the car in El Novio's arms with Moo's CD of Josh Groban playing in the background, which, except for the few really depressing songs smattered across the disk, was really appropriate.
God, I love Bill so much that I could cry thinking about it. All night, we spent every available moment pledging our love to each other and speculating about our future. We were assembling the furniture, and he mentioned how, in a couple of years, we'll be doing the very same thing as we were at that moment. It was one of the most poignant moments of the night. It was a pretty oddly romantic few hours, and it was fun.
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