Mr. Yes

Two.

I had made it out of finals alive with my sanity. Each scheduled test was completed and all term papers were submitted. Freedom is what I had obtained, well at least a temporary feel for it until my next semester came. I would officially be one year further into college once I stepped back onto campus. Walking into my apartment, I was greeted with a large box of white roses. My hands immediately grabbed the card next to it after my keys were placed in the designated dish.  

"Congrats. Another year down." is what it read. I moved my gift to my bedroom, where I began to strip the task filled day from my body. My body longed for a much needed bubble bath so I complied.

The water poured into the deep tub, roaring throughout my space. I scrolled through my phone as I waited to enjoy my soak. An unsuspected caller put a pause to my actions, "Hi mommy."

"Baby, baby why me no hear from you?  You run out of love for me?" she was so dramatic but I wouldn't recognize her any other way.

My dad's voice came in next, "My heart Lu Lu, my child." They were true performers.

"I miss you both," and I did. I traveled home rarely because it was hard to take an island excursion in the middle of a school year. Now that my semester had come to an end, my flight would be booked soon. The waters of my home place called me loudly. I needed the moisture to touch my skin.

My parents confessed their longing for me to come home and I told them how my grades had gone. They were proud and I never wondered about if they were happy with who their daughter was because they always showed me. My mother gossiped to me about my families behavior in my hometown. She always had a story of things that I was happy to be entertained by. "Oh Lu, I love you my baby my baby," I could picture in my head just how she was gushing over me at that moment.

"I love you too mommy," I promised her I'd come home soon enough and she promised to hold me to it.

When I was able to fully submerge myself into the relaxation that washed over me in the steaming tub, I felt as if I'd made it to heaven. All my worries melted away from who I was. I had made it a task to pray for an ending to the stress I'd been putting myself through lately. I knew most of it was in my head.

Mr. Yes had given me my space to an extent. He wasn't pushy with our talks since we'd gotten the clarity we needed on the L word. I was so grateful when we flowed in sync. We matched each other's flow of things so naturally and easily and that was something I appreciated in our relationship. He would probably be popping up later that evening for dinner.

I used my bath time to think and process the things important in my life. My thoughts were calm so it gave me a point of clarity in these moments to get things together. I thought about the other night and there was still a question that I had yet to get a true answer to. What was to come now that I'd confessed my love? Would things change?

When he brought up the time span of our relationship, it had actually taken me by surprise. These two years had come through like a whirlwind. Two years were down, so how many years would come of us? My mind toyed with that thought, where would this connection lead me?

I was I was in my twenties. It left me a bit breathless to think about where Mr. Yes planned on taking this. We had talked about love, so what would he bring up next? Would he want engagement from me? Did he see me as a potential wife?

"Lu?" the voice made me feel as if I jumped out of my skin. Water splashed, making Mr. Yes flinch from surprise as well.

"Jesus, you startled me Julien!" I chastised with a frown. He could have texted me to let me know he'd be coming.

He bowed to place a kiss on my lips, "I'm sorry baby. I texted you that I was bringing dinner." His statement made me realize that I had not even seen my phone since I'd been in the bathroom. "Why so tense Magdalena?" his hands worked into my bare shoulders, "Did finals burn you out?"