Solomon's Sieve(8)

He was too close to see the surprise on her face.

“Do what?”

“Get married.”

“What?”

“We could pack up tonight. Go to Las Vegas tomorrow and we’d be back before my deadline.”

“Solomon. I may be middle aged, but I still have a mother who would never forgive me if she didn’t get to attend her only daughter’s wedding.”

“We could bring her along?”

She laughed and pushed his shoulder. “Stop.”

He kissed her softly and lowered his voice. “So you need a big to do.”

“No. Just a few people.” She planted a row of kisses on his collar bone. “I know for a fact that you have a few people who would be livid if you left them out.”

He blinked a few times. “Who?”

“You really don’t know there are people who care about you? B Team, for instance. Glen.”

“Pffffft.” She nuzzled her face into his neck. “Those fakers have got you believing that?” She smiled against his skin and subtly inhaled his scent at the same time. “Okay, but soon? I’m too old for long engagements.”

Raising up so she could see his face, she planted a kiss on his chin. “Soon.”

“Next month.”

“What’s the rush, Sol? Are you worried about something?”

“Baby. Things are going to get busier than ever before, maybe out of hand.”

Farnsworth had worked at Jefferson Unit long enough to know that “busy” was code for “dangerous”.

“Okay, next month. Maybe they’d let us use the chapel on base? It would be just the right size.”

“Sure. I can arrange that.” He squeezed her in his arms. “I can’t wait. You want to marry me as much as I want to marry you?”

She shook her head back and forth against his chest, but said, “I do.” She felt as much as heard the rumble of his soft laughter. They lay together in the companionable silence of true lovers for a while. “What are you thinking?”

“Um?”

“You’re stalling. What exactly was on your mind when I asked the question?”

“I was wondering how different our lives would have been if we’d found each other when we were young. If, maybe, we would have had children.”

Her flinch at the word “children” was slight, but she was pressed so close to him that there was no mistaking it. “What was that?”

“Nothing.”

“It was something. Tell me.”

“I…”

He rearranged their bodies so that she was tucked under him, so that he could see every emotion and reaction on her face. “There’s nothing you will ever tell me that will make me feel differently about you or love you less. One of the things I love about the fact that we both work for The Order is that there’s no reason for secrets between us.

“So much about our lives revolves around keeping secrets, it would be good to know that when we’re together, we’re in a truth zone.”