Just the Two of Us

“Donovan, we need to talk.” Sage leaned against Mickey.
“I’m listening.” Cool air brushed his cheek, ruffled his hair.
“I’m ready.” He grinned broadly.
“I knew you’d get here. He’ll be good for you.” The wind picked up, whipped his hair about. “I love you.”
“So, this is good–bye?”
“One last thing. Tell him if he’s not prince fucking charming the rest of your life, I’ll come back and haunt him.”
“I’m sitting right here. I can hear you two.” Mickey completed the heart Sage drew with a sweep.
“I want you to.” The wind faded leaving them alone.

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