Diary Of A Romance Addict #12

"There ain't no sin and there ain't no virtue. There's just stuff people do." - The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck.  
 
I wasn't quite sure what to make of it when Stormy said the line from "The Grapes Of Wrath" about people was one of his favorite quotes. So I asked him if that meant anything goes. Could people excuse the evil that they do believing something like that? He said he didn't necessarily believe all that and just liked the quote itself. I felt better after he said that.  
 
It was then Stormy brought up the subject of marriage asking me why I had never married.  
     "The average woman gets three marriage proposals in her lifetime and she should always take the third one," I told him.  
     "Where did you hear that?"  
     "I don't remember,'" I grinned at him.  
      "So which one are you on?"  
      "Probably number six."  
       "Are you sporting me?'  
       "As a matter of fact I am putting you on. "What difference does it make? I actually was married once in my early twenties. It didn't last long and I try not to think about it."  
        "I had no idea. Why didn't you ever tell me?"
      "You never asked and I didn't think it really mattered. Does it matter to you?"
      "No. It just surprised me is all."
       "He was a drug addict. He was able to hide the fact he was using until after we got married. I couldn't get him into treatment. He wouldn't hear of it. So when it came down to saving one if us, I baled."  
        "Oh, Darling," he said deeply touched by what I had told him."I am so sorry you had to go through all that "  
        "Did you love him?"  
        "I was crazy in love with him. That's why it was so hard watching him destroy himself."  
        "Do you ever see him anymore?  
        "No. I will never see him again."  
        "Why is that?"  
       "He overdosed on drugs after I left him. He's gone."  
        "Oh, Dahl," he said embracing me. "It must've been horrible for you."  
        "I can't lie. It really got to me. I felt guilty like it was my fault it happened because I left him. Can we talk about something not so depressing?  
 
It was then Stormy confessed that he already felt married to me in his mind and that I was all he ever thought about. Then he asked if I would consider marrying him.  
I told him I would really have to think about that one and that he was the first man I had gotten serious about since my divorce from my ex-husband. Then I asked him if he was serious about marrying me.  
       "Yes, I'm sure that you are the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with."  
        "I hope you'll forgive me for not jumping at the chance to get married again. After what I went through with my ex I haven't even given remarrying a thought."  
        "Would you at least think about it?" he asked looking at me with tenderness.  
        I stared at him in silence not knowing what to say next.  
       ."I want you to be my wife. Say you'll marry me one day."  
        "I don't know, Stormy. I just don't know what I want." He had a crushed look on his face.  
        "Can I at least get a maybe for an answer?"  
        "I probably should say yes."  
        "Why? Is it that you feel sorry for me?"  
        "Gawd, no. Why would I feel sorry for you?"  
        "Because I'm so fucking into you I can't  think straight."  
        "No, Sweetheart," I said smiling mischievously. "I said it because you're my third proposal."