Caleb Emerson

I’ve got you, the promise of a family, a good job, good friends, good life. What else do I need? 

Put it like that doesn't sound like ya do need much else. 

I’ve got everything I want. 

Really? Everythin'?

I got you. 

Damn straight. An' that little tyke comin' along in a handful o' months. 

I at least got one thing right. 

You got lots right. 

You’re doing a lot of things right. 

So are you, for the record. 

It’s been pretty evident for a while now—for me, at least. 

Yeah? Must be doin' somethin' right. 

How do you manage to make everything feel safe? 

Must be one o' my hidden talents. Good to hear I do, though. 

Usually… Come here.

Okay. 

Look at you, all complements and smiles. 

S'how I always am, isn't it? 

I’ll go grab my suitcase later. I don’t know about that, sweetheart, might start taking up a lot of space. 

Doubt you'll get that big, seein' how yer so small anyway. 

I’d love that, actually. And I should still fit for now, can’t make any promises in future months, though. 

Make yourself at home, then. An' you'll fit no matter what so don't worry 'bout it, babe. 

The rest of the weekend. Got a class to teach on Monday, though. 

Least we got a few days, then. Welcome to stay here if ya want, long as you don't mind it bein' cozy. 

I wasn’t going to ask you to. 

Works out all 'round, then. How long you in town for? 

Not necessarily. Just an observation. 

Good. 'Cause I ain't stoppin' anyway. 

You make it really hard to not kiss you when you smile like that. 

That supposed t' make me wanna stop? 

Definitely the most important thing. 

Long as you're happy, you're set. 

Nope, it’s decided. I’m going to die happy, but I’m going to die young. 

Least you'll go happy. That's the important part.