#MarryMe Nelson, Part 3. The Falling.

Read Part 2 Before 3, Here: The Before

We were sitting on the couch in a very silent and awkward way, I was so shy, and he was so nervous. All I kept thinking about was how he was the one and he must be thinking I’m so weird.

I kept blushing of embarrassment over what just happened at the door, I didn’t know what to say. But fuck he smelled so good. He smelled like sex. He was a sex God, I'm sure of it.
He is so handsome. Fuck Echo! SAY SOMETHING! Jesus Christ! 
I couldn't. I tried to speak and nothing would come out. I told him I had Strep, so that way if he wonders why i'm so quiet.. I can just point to my throat and say it's just painful to talk? I don't know why I did that either.

“Echo, you really are so much more beautiful In person.” He said, as he was looking right at me. “The first time I seen your picture, it felt like you were looking right at me. And I knew I had to meet you.”

I could feel my face turning red and he could see it. My body lit up in flames when he looked at me. I couldn’t look at him! I felt like he was looking right through me. It was as if he already knew everything about me, like he had seen the moment I was born, to the moment I was finally right here in front of him, and all of my secrets were showing in my eyes. 

“oh please!”  I rolled my eyes and laughed as I looked away. 
..I hope I was fucking beautiful. Arbonne makeup isn’t cheap! I knew I was beautiful. I mean, there was a little doubt in my mind. All of the guys before him said I was .. so it must have been true? Well, I was beautiful until they didn’t think I was anymore, and left me. Left me empty as they stripped the things they needed from me. Fuck, I’m so used... he can’t possibly think I’m beautiful. Look at me! I’m a mom.. with two kids and my fucking breasts are killing me! fuck. I didn’t call my sister! I hope my kids fell asleep okay.. what am I doing here?! I should be home and..

He ran his hands up the back of my neck into my hair and lifted my face up to look at him, I could feel the energy between us vibrating.

“Echo.” He said, his voice is so deep and safe. 

All of me caved into him. 

“I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve seen, and I’ve been trying to kiss you dammit!” 

He kissed me, and I kissed him.. and we didn’t stop kissing. All of the blood rushed to my head and I felt so high on him. I can’t even tell you what happened, it’s mostly a blur. His lips were so soft. He smelled so good. My heart, my heart was going to explode. For the first time in my life I felt safe. I felt beautiful. I wanted this exact moment, to last forever. 

Lost in him, now on top of him, I held his hands, pulling him up onto his feet. Kissing as we walked backwards we ran into the door. I couldn’t take my lips off his. I knew if I did, I would be so shy again, I would cry. He followed my lead. He held me, as he opened the door behind my back to the bedroom, I started to unbutton my shirt. 

I was kissing him, both half naked, crawling backwards onto the bed, as he was crawling above me .. only then... did I realize I didn’t shave my legs. 

FUCK. Oh Shit! “Omg Nelson.. I didn’t shave my legs. I wasn’t going to do this.. I wasn’t going to have s..” 

He kissed me again, “It’s okay, Echo.” 

Nothing mattered anymore, not my body, not my legs, not my sore boobs, and def. not those “no sex on the first date” rules. I wanted all of him, and I swear the world stopped and everyone, the universe and all of the angels above us were applauding this moment. 

I wish I could tell you an amazing sex story, because it was..... mind blowing!

But it didn’t start like that. All I can remember is the way he tripped onto the bed taking off his socks. 
I head butted his nose and then I hit his tooth with my front teeth.
I faked step throat to get out of a blow job, and I hadn’t had sex in so long, he wouldn’t fit.
The worst part? When he took off my bra, my breasts squirted all over him. Oh God. ... Try explaining that you have a baby .. and you’re breastfeeding while you’re about to have sex with the hottest guy EVER... I thought it was the most embarrassing thing of my life when i fell into his arms at the door. It wasn’t.
It was watching him wipe his face with bed sheets and my boobs spraying everywhere like a fire hose.

I CAN'T TURN IT OFF!    Omg.   Someone kill me now.

As much as we both felt that this was something more then we were used to, we still had our own personal one night stand rules. There was no kissing while having sex and I didn’t want him to touch me “down there.” But something happened when he looked at me, he opened up a crack and let me In. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t just having sex, he was loving all of my body and my body loved it. 

This was the sex my Grade 9 Sex ED. Teacher was talking about. The “wait for the one” sex. This was that kind of sex. 

“Don’t... stop..! “ I screamed  

“Belevin’ ...” he sang. 

I had my first orgasm. And it was glorious. 


We had sex And we made love. 

And we had sex,
and over, and over, 
until we both fell asleep. 

I woke up at 3am. I always set my alarm on vibrate to sneak out. When I take off my clothes, I make sure I lay them in the same pile so I don’t need to look for them. 

I woke up and turned over, he was asleep and I was in love with him. He had placed our clothes nicely on the back of a chair. For the first time, I decided to stay. 

I had the best sleep of my life that night. 


The next morning,


he ordered us breakfast. 

He poured me coffee as I showered and that was the kindest gesture. 

As we ate, we made small talk, my shyness was back. Something about daylight and the fact he can see my freckles.

I noticed he would tidy up after us. He would throw away garbage, he didn’t leave things out of place and I didn’t need to be his mother. This man, had to be mine. 

I want to see him again. God, please don't let this be the last time.

“I really enjoyed our night, and I really want to see you again.” He said.. 

“Yeah okay! I’m going to walk out the door and you’re never going to call me again.” I said, trying to demolish this before he did.
I wanted him so bad to say he wasn’t like that... That this was different. I was different and he was in love with me. I'm that kind of hopeless romantic. Be cool, Echo. Be cool. You've been here before. 

“Is that what you want, Echo?” He asked, as if he was a little confused. 

“No.. isn’t that what guys like you usually do?” surely to god he wasn’t wanting to see me again. He was just being nice and it’s killing me. IM IN FUCKING LOVE WITH YOU..my heart was screaming and I was terrified I was saying it outloud. Fuck. please call me again. 

“Well, I guess we will just have to see what happens.” He closed the conversation with. 

“We should get going, we have to check out at 11?” He asked.

"What time is it?" I asked as we both pulled out our phones to look.

"11:11am" He said

Of course it was. That number was everywhere.

"Make a wish." I joked as I tried to make a wish to see him again before he noticed.
I didn’t want this to end. I wanted him to see me again. I wanted him to grab my face and tell me he loved me!! but he didn’t. 

It was awkward, I’ve never stayed until morning. Is this was it’s like? Will he kiss me again? what am I supposed to do? I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to see him again. But one thing was for certain, I fell in love with him. 

I fell in love for the first time in this exact spot and even if I never hear from him again, I’ll never forget him. This night. I am about to walk out of this room, and I will never be the same again. 

The 3rd picture? I took a picture of the very place that I fell in love. 

I would never forget his face, or the way I felt in hotel room 4111 on the 11th floor, in Toronto on a cold Friday, December 13th- the first snow of the year. I wanted something to remind me of this for the rest of my life.


We took the same elevator down, and he leaned in and kissed me.

"I had a great time, Echo. Honest. Did you?" he asked.

"Yes! I really did.! Thank you! You uh.. well, It was.. uh... " I immediately stopped talking and turned red. Great Echo, now you sound like a whore.

"Haha, yeah. Yeah, It was." and he winked at me as the elevator doors opened. 

He walked outside, to the front to have a smoke, and I went to hand in the hotel keys and check out.
I was ready to leave and I could see him.
He was standing in front of the lobby window off to the corner, looking at his phone. 

I wondered, is he already with someone? Is that who he is talking to? Does he have kids? I wonder where he said he was... and a huge cloud of stupidity poured down on me. Now what? I've never been in this situation before. Do I say bye? Is he hiding, hoping i'll walk by? Will he kiss me again? Oh God, I want so bad to kiss him again... I parked around the side of the building, do I just go out the back?

I zipped up my blue coat, with the gold buttons. I put my purse around my shoulder, I took a deep breath,  and I started to walk outside. 

Fuck. I don't know what to do?!
"Go Say goodbye" My heart ached.
I don't think he wants me to see him.. he's not looking for me..
"Don't be ridiculous. GO TO HIM."

I Kept walking and I wanted so bad to turn around.

"Turn around Echo!"
Do I turn around?
I can't. 
"Yes, YES YOU CAN. Stop! you love him!"
Please call my name Nelson... I don't want to walk away. Please. Please...

And I turned the corner without turning around.

My heart broke as touched the side of my truck to open the door.

"Hey! It's cold as eff. Can I give you a ride?" I texted him.
"No, no. It's okay, I called a cab." He replied.

I started my truck, and I drove away. I passed the front of the hotel as he was walking in and my whole world came crashing down, and I started to bawl.

"What the fuck, Echo!" My heart cried.


*ding* Text Message from Nelson: "Drive safe."