“He’s just as wonderful in person as I thought he would be. You know how I thought I would be awkward? There was none of that—it’s like we’ve known each other forever,” Lilly said with a huge smile on her face. We were Skyping. I sat in Dallas, Texas and she sat in Canberra, Australia; a world apart but talking like we were sitting next to each other. This scenario was quite fitting, since this is how she and Lucas dated for about a year. Only this time, Lucas sat next to her. She positively glowed.
“What’s been your favorite part of the trip?” I asked her.
“Sex. I mean, fireworks on New Year’s on Sydney harbor! There was a wedding taking place and so we could see the wedding and the fireworks at the same time, ohhhh, it was perfect! First we were standing in front of the Opera House. Then I had to go to the bathroom. I told Lucas that I’d be right back, but…” Lilly started to say.
“I wouldn’t let her out of my sight!” Lucas said. Just as I started to melt, he added, “You have too many friends who have guns.”
We laughed. Ok, so Lilly and I live in Texas, and a lot of us have guns. And she may have named one or two of her guns, which are typically close at hand. He has a really good point.
Lilly continued, “So when I came out of the restroom, we looked for another vantage point, and decided to try the bridge. The view was amazing! We got to enjoy two great views: from the Opera House and from the Bridge!” Her smile got bigger. I honestly didn’t think that was possible!
I asked Lucas for his favorite moment of the trip so far.
Lucas answered, “Our first dinner at the Italian restaurant was really good. Jet lag hit; she kept zoning in and out.”
Lilly interjected, “I was like, what? Oh, ya, I’m listening. Huh? It was pretty bad. I was just really tired all of a sudden.”
“I kept asking, Am I boring you?” Lucas added.
“Right! But the food was really good,” Lilly said.
I giggled. They were telling the story as a tag team, like the newlywed couples. It was so darn CUTE!
“Was that the night that you ate the chocolate cake?” I prompted. I’d read about that one on Facebook. The two photographers posed selfies daily, and their friends—including me!—enjoyed reading up on their latest adventure.
“Oh no, that was another night!” Lilly said, winding up for a good story.
“She stabbed me!” Lucas whined with mock seriousness.
“He was trying to eat my cake!” Lilly told me, defensively. “What he didn’t tell you, is that he had already eaten his cake!”
“NO!” I said, scandalized.
“Yes! AND IT WAS A BUFFET! He could have gone back for more!” Lilly huffed. To her lover, she said, “You were warned!”
He mumbled and grumbled, and then kissed her. It wasn’t the first kiss that they’d exchanged since we started talking. I was torn between thinking, Oh, how sweet! And hanging up on them. It’s not nice to kiss in front of someone who hasn’t been kissed in weeks. It’s just not.
But they’re so cute together!!!!!!
Lilly broke from the kiss to tell me another story. “It’s so great, he gets lost easily, so I’ve been his navigator! HA! I fly from another country to tell him how to get around in his home country! It’s too much! So we’re driving through the country and there’s this beautiful field, right?”
I nod, telling her that I’m listening. I’m smiling already; I can tell this is going to be good.
“And he says, I could bury your body down there,” Lilly said. She pursed her lips together and looked at him sidewise.
I laughed! “Oh, a romantic drive in the country!”
“Right! So I remind him that he gets bored on long drives by himself, and he’d have to drive a long ways with me in the trunk—“
“It’s a boot! Here, we call it a boot!” Lucas corrected.
Lilly rolled her eyes. “Yes, a trunk is a boot. This morning he told me that my cell phone was on the bench. The bench! I had no idea what he was talking about! Turns out, they call the kitchen counter, a bench! Who knew!”
“A bench is something you sit on!” I said. Lucas was trying to tell us that we were wrong, but we talked over him. “Unless you can sit on the kitchen counter. Then you could, technically, call it a bench.”
“It is kinda low,” Lilly said. “I might try sitting on it later… ANYWAY. We were out in the country and I told him that he didn’t like to ride long distances by himself, he wouldn’t want to drive that far with me in the BOOT, and I’d haunt him. So he decided not to kill me.”
Lucas nodded with a serious expression. I could tell that he wanted to laugh.
“Yes, but what if he had killed you right then? He wouldn’t have to drive with you in the TRUNK, though he would face a long drive home alone,” I added, playing the Devil’s advocate.
“Yes, well, he didn’t think of that, happily,” Lilly told me. They were hugging with their heads touching; they did that a lot. Like they couldn’t get close enough to each other. “And there’s the whole haunting thing, so I don’t think that we have to worry about him killing me any time soon.”
“And friends with guns,” Lucas reminded us.
“Oh yes, of course,” I said.
The two told me how ketchup is called tomato sauce—that’s tuh-mah-to, not toe-may-to, as a waitress had informed my friend—and how Lucas had valiantly chopped the heads off of shrimp (prawns) for her. They visited a beach named after her sister (well, it had the same name, at least) and he actually got into the water. He never gets into the water. His mother was shocked!
Lilly was most proud of the fact that he was trying new foods for her. You see, he’s always been a picky eater and hated to try new things. But every day, he’d try one new thing, just for her. “The steamed crab legs were the best,” he told me. “Though I liked the raw tomato, too.”
“I also got him to try a cracker with brie and fig jam. He liked that, and the pear and raspberry cake,” Lilly added with joy. She was trying new foods, too, of course. “Their burgers are the best! They use real beef, not that soy stuff that American fast food restaurants sell.”
“We have laws that the burgers must be at least 95% beef,” he said.
“Yes! And the burger that I got yesterday had pineapple, lettuce, mayo, BBQ sauce, and bacon. Though the bacon was more like ham, not like real bacon,” Lilly informed me.
I laughed. I love real bacon.
She continued, “The McDonald’s has a steak menu, chocolate cones, and macaroons!!”
“This is why she wants to move to Australia: for the food, not for me!”
I laughed while they kissed, yet again. I had to get off the phone (Skype) soon—I was suffering from an overload of adorable!!!
Lucas said, “Seeing her for the first time in the airport was pretty fun. I felt like she was home.”
Wow. True love, though they met a world away. Thank you, friends, for restoring my faith in love. I look forward to meeting you in March!
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