Diary of a Wedding Planner in Love (Tales Behind the Veils Book 2) by Violet Howe Page A
Authors: Violet Howe
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a casual fling. In my mind, we had wasted so much time already. Why wait longer? If we both knew what we knew, then why not just go all in?
I felt frustrated. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. I sighed in frustration and got up to pace the floor.
"Would you rather I just didn't touch you?" Cabe asked.
"No! Why would I rather that?" I flung my arms to the side and looked at him with an expression I am sure said "Idiot!"
He laughed and came to me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close.
"Ty, patience has never been your virtue."
"I don't think I have any virtues." I knew just my saying that probably jolted my mother awake from a deep sleep without a clue as to why.
He pressed his lips against mine and held them there. No tongue action, no groping, no panting. Just a simple physical connection of tenderness that melted my anger away.
When he pulled back, I smiled at him. And I let him go without any further argument.
I still think he's worth the wait, but I don't like it. Not one bit.
Wednesday, January 15th
Cabe texted this afternoon to say he had great news and wanted to celebrate. To wear something fancy and be ready by six. I can count on one hand the number of times he's requested fancy in the five years I've known him, so I knew it must be something good.
He buzzed with excitement as we drove to the restaurant, singing at the top of his lungs and playing piano, guitar and drums simultaneously on the steering wheel. He teased me with hints about his news, but then insisted on waiting until we were seated to spill the beans. I practically shoved the seating hostess away from our table as soon as we sat down so he could finally tell me.
"February marks six months that I've been back in Orlando."
I hoped the news was going to get better than that. A bittersweet reminder that he didn't call me as soon as he got back from his ill-fated move to Seattle and the short-lived marriage that happened there. I forced the smile to stay pasted on my face as he continued.
"Wade, my old boss, has been trying to move me back into his team, but they told him he had to wait six months after my transfer."
Cabe had taken a step down in order to move to Seattle with Monica, which he'd been willing to do since he thought she was the love of his life. Then he had taken another demotion in order to move back here to Orlando when Monica decided he wasn't the love of her life. It was nice of the company to work with him on both moves, but I knew he didn't enjoy the new position as much as his old job. On top of that, along with the two pay cuts, he had also given up some of the perks of his former position. Namely, working from any remote location of his choosing, extra weeks of vacation time, and a sizable annual bonus.
"Starting the second week of February, I will be completely reinstated to my old status with full pay and benefits." He laid his palm across his chest as he spoke, bowing his head slightly after his announcement.
I clapped my hands and laughed, my eyes filled with tears of happiness and pride. I knew the entire Seattle situation had been a huge blow to Cabe's ego. The divorce. Monica leaving him for another woman. Moving back home with his mom. And, of course, returning to the old office building two steps lower than he had left it. So having his former job restored marked a huge step in his recovery and healing from the whole fiasco.
"That's wonderful! Cabe, I'm so happy for you!"
"Thanks, Buttercup. I'm pretty happy myself. I missed working with my old team and being on the inside of the new projects think tank. I know you probably think computers are computers and it's all pretty boring, but there really is a difference in what I've been doing and I missed the work."
"No, I know that. I won't pretend I understand what you do, but I know you were much happier before. I think you used to come up with new stuff and how to make it work, and I guess now you've just
I felt frustrated. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. I sighed in frustration and got up to pace the floor.
"Would you rather I just didn't touch you?" Cabe asked.
"No! Why would I rather that?" I flung my arms to the side and looked at him with an expression I am sure said "Idiot!"
He laughed and came to me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close.
"Ty, patience has never been your virtue."
"I don't think I have any virtues." I knew just my saying that probably jolted my mother awake from a deep sleep without a clue as to why.
He pressed his lips against mine and held them there. No tongue action, no groping, no panting. Just a simple physical connection of tenderness that melted my anger away.
When he pulled back, I smiled at him. And I let him go without any further argument.
I still think he's worth the wait, but I don't like it. Not one bit.
Wednesday, January 15th
Cabe texted this afternoon to say he had great news and wanted to celebrate. To wear something fancy and be ready by six. I can count on one hand the number of times he's requested fancy in the five years I've known him, so I knew it must be something good.
He buzzed with excitement as we drove to the restaurant, singing at the top of his lungs and playing piano, guitar and drums simultaneously on the steering wheel. He teased me with hints about his news, but then insisted on waiting until we were seated to spill the beans. I practically shoved the seating hostess away from our table as soon as we sat down so he could finally tell me.
"February marks six months that I've been back in Orlando."
I hoped the news was going to get better than that. A bittersweet reminder that he didn't call me as soon as he got back from his ill-fated move to Seattle and the short-lived marriage that happened there. I forced the smile to stay pasted on my face as he continued.
"Wade, my old boss, has been trying to move me back into his team, but they told him he had to wait six months after my transfer."
Cabe had taken a step down in order to move to Seattle with Monica, which he'd been willing to do since he thought she was the love of his life. Then he had taken another demotion in order to move back here to Orlando when Monica decided he wasn't the love of her life. It was nice of the company to work with him on both moves, but I knew he didn't enjoy the new position as much as his old job. On top of that, along with the two pay cuts, he had also given up some of the perks of his former position. Namely, working from any remote location of his choosing, extra weeks of vacation time, and a sizable annual bonus.
"Starting the second week of February, I will be completely reinstated to my old status with full pay and benefits." He laid his palm across his chest as he spoke, bowing his head slightly after his announcement.
I clapped my hands and laughed, my eyes filled with tears of happiness and pride. I knew the entire Seattle situation had been a huge blow to Cabe's ego. The divorce. Monica leaving him for another woman. Moving back home with his mom. And, of course, returning to the old office building two steps lower than he had left it. So having his former job restored marked a huge step in his recovery and healing from the whole fiasco.
"That's wonderful! Cabe, I'm so happy for you!"
"Thanks, Buttercup. I'm pretty happy myself. I missed working with my old team and being on the inside of the new projects think tank. I know you probably think computers are computers and it's all pretty boring, but there really is a difference in what I've been doing and I missed the work."
"No, I know that. I won't pretend I understand what you do, but I know you were much happier before. I think you used to come up with new stuff and how to make it work, and I guess now you've just
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