Next Phase

                “Randy, what’s next for us?” Angelique asked.

                “Next? I thought maybe a picnic on Sunday afternoon. . .”

                She barely resisted the urge to hit him. “That’s not what I meant.” She looked away and sighed softly. “Do we just date forever? Or is there something more for us?”

                Randy put his arm around her. “I don’t know. Maybe we need to wait until we know for sure who the next queen will be.”

                “How long will that be?” She sighed again. “I guess nobody knows how long it will take, do they?”

                “No.” He pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. “But you know, however long it takes, I’ll always be at your side. Always.”