16. Waiting for Good Things

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The thing about Halloween is that after it ends suddenly the holiday season is in full swing whether you like it or not. Radio stations start playing Christmas music, stores bring out the sneak peeks of this year's big ticket items and families start badgering you about where you're spending the upcoming holidays. 

I press decline on yet another call from my mom while Molly's in the bathroom. I glance around the fancy restaurant and sigh. I wanted to do something simple tonight but the church was having a fundraiser at this place and I couldn't say no...especially after Cadence asked so nicely and I had decided to give our friendship a second chance.  

Troy and her sit at a table a few down from mine and Molly's and I quickly avert my eyes before he catches me looking towards them. I was already done with tonight and causing a scene with him would only make everything worse. "I'm back" Molly smiles, sliding back into her seat. "Miss me?"

I smile. "Always" I reply lamely and she chuckles as she digs back into her dinner. Between my mom's constant calls and the looks from everyone around us I was beyond ready to go. 

"Babe are you okay?" Molly asks, reaching out for my hand. I break out of my thoughts and nod my head. 

"I'm okay."

"Yea? You should tell your face that" she teases as the pastor walks up to the table and I mentally prepare myself for a disastrous conversation. The pastor and my parents talked quite often and while they were accepting of my relationship with Molly it was only because she had yet to take my virtue and had a ring on her finger otherwise they were certainly less than thrilled with me choosing to spend the rest of my life with her. 

"Hello Elliot" he greets me and I offer a polite smile and my hand. 

"Hi Pastor Mike" I reply politely. "It's nice to see you" I add, hoping that the feeling is mutual and he's not about to make a huge scene over my relationship. 

"You as well" he smiles, glancing towards Molly. "And this must be the fiancee. I've heard a lot about you" he informs her and I wish I could disappear. He wouldn't possible repeat any of the horrible things my parents probably said about her, would he? This would all just be so much easier if everyone saw the Molly that I saw. "I was delighted when they told me that the two of you agreed to do the required counseling" he adds and my eyes widen. What the hell was he talking about?

"I'm sorry?" Molly asks, pressing her hand to her chest. "Counseling?"

"Yes" he smiles. "I can't ordain the ceremony until we have a number of counseling sessions. They're nothing to worry about, we're just going to dive further into your relationship and make sure that you're both on the same page both spiritually and emotionally."

Molly's face turns bright red and I wish I could talk to her right now but my childhood pastor is still standing in front of us. "Um" she stutters. "I-I need a moment" she says, bolting out of her seat and I'm wishing we would've just stayed home as I rush after her. 

"Molly" I shout, following her outside. She leans against one of the pillars and hunches over, hugging her stomach. 

"I'm gonna be sick" she says as I walk up to her, placing my hand on the small of her back. 

"Talk to me" I plead and she laughs, standing up to look at me. 

"Counseling?" she shrieks. "Baby, you know that I respect your religion and when it comes to any future kids we have, we will have a discussion about how we raise them but I need you and your family to respect that I don't have a religion. I-I know that's unheard of in your family and I-I am trying so hard-."

"Molly" I interrupt her, placing my hands on her arms. "We aren't doing it" I assure her. "I had no idea my parents had even put that in place but I would never, ever push my religion on you and you know that. Besides, I really don't need my pastor questioning our relationship when we do it enough ourselves."

She chuckles, wrapping her arms around me but within a matter of seconds she's quietly crying into the crook of my neck and hugging me tighter. "I'm sorry I make everything so difficult."

"Molls, you make my life infinitely better even with all the hurdles. Don't ever doubt that." I rub my hands down her back slowly and kiss her temple. "Stop crying baby. It's okay" I whisper, kissing her once more while I hold her. I knew coming tonight was an awful idea. 

"Hey." Molly breaks away from me and looks past me at Cadence and wipes her tear-filled eyes, embarrassed. Molly didn't break down very often and when she did she was always careful of who she broke down to. "Are you okay?" she asks, stepping closer to Molly. 

"Did you know my parents had talked to Pastor Mike?"

Cadance looks towards me and shakes her head. "Of course not. I'm so sorry about all this. when I invited you it was so that you and Troy could try and work things out, not so that your girlfriend would get ambushed."

"It's okay" Molly cuts in. "I was excited to get out of the house and jumped at the chance to come tonight. You weren't the only one who saw tonight turning out differently."

Cadence offers her a soft smile and while the moment is lovely, I really just want to go home. "Do you wanna head home?" 

Molly releases a deep breath and nods her head. "Please." 

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Three more calls. I decline all of them and plan to decline any future ones after tonight. Jason had agreed to keep Leah over night so Molly and I had the house to ourselves for the night. 

As soon as we get home we head towards our rooms but after everything tonight I didn't want her to be alone. "Hey" I stop her, grabbing onto her arm. "Come on" I insist, motioning my head to my room and she nods, following after me. 

I kick off my shoes and strip out of my clothes, leaving my boxers on while Molly strips down to her bra and panties before grabbing my shirt off the floor and pulling it over her head. I smile, watching her climb into my bed and follow after her, climbing in beside her. 

"Are you sure you'll be able to control yourself tonight?" she teases, lying her head on my chest. Honestly, I wasn't sure but the last thing I wanted was for her to leave my bed so I lie. 

"Of course." She giggles, titling her head to press her lips to my torso. My eyes flutter shut as she trails kisses all over my body until finally she climbs onto my lap and pulls back, biting into her bottom lip. 

"How far can I go?" she asks, looking straight into my eyes. 

"How far do you want to go?"

Her eyebrows wiggle while her head moves side to side, seemingly thinking over her answer. "After tonight?" she pauses. "I wouldn't stop" she admits and my cheeks flush. 

I swallow harshly. "That's honest."

"I try" she shrugs. "But, I would never do that because I know that after the sweat dries we'd both feel pretty shitty about ourselves. So" she trails off, wrapping her arms around my neck. "I guess we can just make out a little."

"Are you sure? You seemed like you had some ideas."

She laughs, running her fingers through my hair. "Baby I have a lot of ideas and I promise, as soon as you slide that wedding band onto my finger I will showcase every single one."

"Tempting. Perhaps we should make a quick run to the courthouse."

"Haha" she laughs dryly. "Good things come to those who wait...right? That's the quote?" I laugh, wrapping my arms around her waist and nodding my head. 

"Yes babe, that's the quote" I confirm, resting my forehead against hers. My eyes flutter shut as I hold her in my arms, enjoying the simplicity of the moment, realizing just how lost I really would be without her. Despite everyone's opinions I knew deep down in my heart that I could never live without her. "Promise me something" I ask and she nods, tugging at my hair gently. "Promise me that you won't run. I know my family makes things difficult but I need you to believe me when I tell you that our lives together will be worth all this. Good things really do come to those who wait."

"Elliot" she whispers causing my eyes to open. "I promise, I'm not going anywhere. Ever. I love you."

My heart skips a beat as I pull her in for another kiss, nodding my head. "I love you too."

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