together. I don’t want a relationship like that. I don’t want to hide in the shadows and steal time to be with him. I want a relationship that’s out in the open, where we can go anywhere and do anything anytime we wanted. But if Andrew is there and I am here it’s impossible.
“Look, no offense, but I’m still not quite ready to dive into what if situations where Andrew is involved.” I stand and turn toward the door. A look of sadness crosses Kara’s face as she nods her head dejectedly.
“Oh, by the way, my dad is throwing a birthday party for Sharon on Friday night at the Millennium. Will you come with me as my guest? You know I hate going to these things alone.” She checks her calendar and then nods her head.
“I’ve got Friday free and clear so it shouldn’t be a problem. Formal affair again I’m assuming?” Kara knows from the last party she went to that my dad goes all out for Sharon because it’s what she expects.
I nod my head and sigh. “Yeah, he’s making Natasha set up an appointment at some boutique to get me clothes, you know, so I don’t embarrass him further.”
Kara shakes her head. “Your dad frustrates me sometimes.”
I stand in the doorway and sadly laugh. “Try being his daughter.” I wave to her as I walk back to my desk.
My head is swimming at everything that’s happened over the course of the day so far. A new position, an embarrassing meeting with a random stranger, and then Andrew finally making contact with me. The last little bit has me reaching for my phone, anxious to see if he’s messaged back, even though I have yet to reply to his last two messages.
Tessa, please. I miss you and I need to speak with you. Just give me five minutes of your time. ~A~
This is exhausting, fighting my feelings for him. I want to reach through my phone and hold him, kiss him, feel his body touching mine. This last message seems sad, tortured even. And I love him too much to hurt him further. But Andrew must understand it just wouldn’t work. There are too many things stacked against us, the largest being our jobs. Still, I find myself texting him back, unable to resist his pull any longer.
Andrew, it’s not going to work. We’re from two different worlds. You don’t need to explain anything to me. Really. We had fun and I’ll cherish those memories forever. ~T~
A part of me wants to slap myself for not going to him while the other part is striving for self-preservation. I can’t live in my dreams, knowing they’ll never come true. But there has to be a purpose to all of this. Why would he be pursuing me, knowing it’s an impossible dream?
Within minutes, my phone beeps in response.
Apparently I do need to explain. I believe there has been a misunderstanding and it must be rectified. There is something between us Tessa and you know it. Please don’t shut me out yet. ~A~
There is something between us. I cannot deny that, even though I try. My mind cannot let go of our time spent together because it truly was the happiest time of my life. The way Andrew would touch me, hold me, make love to me … all of it. No one has ever looked at me with such adoration before. No one has made me their world in that short a time. It still seems impossible all this transpired over the course of a week. Such an insignificant amount of time. A blink of an eye in the grand scheme of life. But that one week changed my life and I know it’s largely in part to the man whose heart I’m breaking.
Andrew, there’s nothing to explain. This is hard enough as it is. It’s just not going to work. You’ll find someone else and move on, someone who lives in London and can see you every day and give you more than I ever could. I just want you to be happy. ~T~
I won’t survive without you and no one will ever take your place. You are the one who makes me happy. I am not done with you. I told you, I am yours and you are mine. ~A~
I read the text over and over again, slowly letting the words
“Look, no offense, but I’m still not quite ready to dive into what if situations where Andrew is involved.” I stand and turn toward the door. A look of sadness crosses Kara’s face as she nods her head dejectedly.
“Oh, by the way, my dad is throwing a birthday party for Sharon on Friday night at the Millennium. Will you come with me as my guest? You know I hate going to these things alone.” She checks her calendar and then nods her head.
“I’ve got Friday free and clear so it shouldn’t be a problem. Formal affair again I’m assuming?” Kara knows from the last party she went to that my dad goes all out for Sharon because it’s what she expects.
I nod my head and sigh. “Yeah, he’s making Natasha set up an appointment at some boutique to get me clothes, you know, so I don’t embarrass him further.”
Kara shakes her head. “Your dad frustrates me sometimes.”
I stand in the doorway and sadly laugh. “Try being his daughter.” I wave to her as I walk back to my desk.
My head is swimming at everything that’s happened over the course of the day so far. A new position, an embarrassing meeting with a random stranger, and then Andrew finally making contact with me. The last little bit has me reaching for my phone, anxious to see if he’s messaged back, even though I have yet to reply to his last two messages.
Tessa, please. I miss you and I need to speak with you. Just give me five minutes of your time. ~A~
This is exhausting, fighting my feelings for him. I want to reach through my phone and hold him, kiss him, feel his body touching mine. This last message seems sad, tortured even. And I love him too much to hurt him further. But Andrew must understand it just wouldn’t work. There are too many things stacked against us, the largest being our jobs. Still, I find myself texting him back, unable to resist his pull any longer.
Andrew, it’s not going to work. We’re from two different worlds. You don’t need to explain anything to me. Really. We had fun and I’ll cherish those memories forever. ~T~
A part of me wants to slap myself for not going to him while the other part is striving for self-preservation. I can’t live in my dreams, knowing they’ll never come true. But there has to be a purpose to all of this. Why would he be pursuing me, knowing it’s an impossible dream?
Within minutes, my phone beeps in response.
Apparently I do need to explain. I believe there has been a misunderstanding and it must be rectified. There is something between us Tessa and you know it. Please don’t shut me out yet. ~A~
There is something between us. I cannot deny that, even though I try. My mind cannot let go of our time spent together because it truly was the happiest time of my life. The way Andrew would touch me, hold me, make love to me … all of it. No one has ever looked at me with such adoration before. No one has made me their world in that short a time. It still seems impossible all this transpired over the course of a week. Such an insignificant amount of time. A blink of an eye in the grand scheme of life. But that one week changed my life and I know it’s largely in part to the man whose heart I’m breaking.
Andrew, there’s nothing to explain. This is hard enough as it is. It’s just not going to work. You’ll find someone else and move on, someone who lives in London and can see you every day and give you more than I ever could. I just want you to be happy. ~T~
I won’t survive without you and no one will ever take your place. You are the one who makes me happy. I am not done with you. I told you, I am yours and you are mine. ~A~
I read the text over and over again, slowly letting the words
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