I’m not soulless, give me some credit.”
“I’m sorry,” she says, her voice breaking. “Dylan said he wanted to be the one to tell you. He was really looking forward to seeing you again, Ella. So is Tony. They’ve both changed so much.
I take a few deep breaths before continuing on. “How is Tony?”
“You know Tony. He may have softened somewhat but he’s still as stubborn as a mule when he has to be. He’s determined to beat this damn disease.”
“Wow. Who would’ve thought Tony’s stubbornness would actually turn out to be a good thing,” I joke.
Mom chuckles and sniffs a few times, probably drying her eyes.
“And how are you coping Mom? I take it you and Tony are back together then?”
“No, that shipped sailed a long time ago. We were madly in love once but we’re just good friends now.”
“I’m glad Tony has you to help him through this,” I say genuinely.
“That’s nice of you to say darling. I hoped you would understand. Now, how is Dylan? We haven’t seen him for a couple of days.”
“To be honest I’m not sure, Mom. We had a huge fight just then at the bookstore. I didn’t believe him about you being here in New York. I just ran off. Everything is a complete mess.”
“No it’s not. Just go and find him. He’ll understand. He was prepared for what you might say.”
“I don’t know Mom. I was pretty harsh on him. He might not want to speak to me again.”
“He will. And when you do find him, please tell him that Tony has been asking for him.”
“Thanks Mom. I will.”
“I love you, honey.”
“I love you too Mom.”
I quickly hang up the phone and compose myself.
I will try Dylan’s apartment first and if he is not there I will ring Mom back and ask what hospital Tony is in.
Maybe I can catch Dylan on his next visit?
But as I rush to the door and fling it wide open in panic, I do not see the figure already standing there.
I crash head first into Dylan, both of us falling in a heap with a thud.
“Dylan! I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you,” I shriek, swiftly rolling off him. He gets up effortlessly, bending down to pull me up too like I am only feathers and air.
“It’s ok, Ella. Are you hurt?”
“No,” I sob, flinging my arms around him.
Dylan holds me quietly, hugging me tightly.
“This is much better,” he says, nuzzling my neck. “I like this.”
I laugh into his chest and breathe in the cologne.
“I’m forgiven then?” he asks, tilting my face up to meet the curve of his unfaultable smile.
“There’s nothing to forgive, “ I whisper sincerely, gazing into his eyes. “I’m the one who needs to be forgiven. I just spoke to my Mom. I’ve acted like such a…”
Dylan silences me with his lips, warm and soft against my own.
“I forgive you,” he says, finally coming up for air. “Now lets go inside. I want to tell you everything.”
“And I want to know everything, but can we go to your apartment? I don’t think I can bear another minute in mine.”
“Sure,” he laughs.
“I just need to grab a warmer coat. I’ll be one minute,” I say, kissing his cheek.
“I’ll hail a cab.” Dylan smirks and heads for the staircase. “Oh and bring a few days change of clothes. I don’t want to let you out of my sight for a very long time.”
Chapter Fifteen
I am back at the window, looking out at the majestic Manhattan skyline.
“You really are transfixed aren’t you?” Dylan asks behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“It’s just too beautiful,” I say. “You’re so lucky to have an apartment like this. I could stay here forever.”
“Then why don’t you?”
“What?”
“You heard me.” He releases his arms and ushers me over to one of the lounges. “But we need to talk about things first.”
“Of course,” I say, sitting down.
“Remember when I told you that you were a big part of helping me get through prison? Well that’s
“I’m sorry,” she says, her voice breaking. “Dylan said he wanted to be the one to tell you. He was really looking forward to seeing you again, Ella. So is Tony. They’ve both changed so much.
I take a few deep breaths before continuing on. “How is Tony?”
“You know Tony. He may have softened somewhat but he’s still as stubborn as a mule when he has to be. He’s determined to beat this damn disease.”
“Wow. Who would’ve thought Tony’s stubbornness would actually turn out to be a good thing,” I joke.
Mom chuckles and sniffs a few times, probably drying her eyes.
“And how are you coping Mom? I take it you and Tony are back together then?”
“No, that shipped sailed a long time ago. We were madly in love once but we’re just good friends now.”
“I’m glad Tony has you to help him through this,” I say genuinely.
“That’s nice of you to say darling. I hoped you would understand. Now, how is Dylan? We haven’t seen him for a couple of days.”
“To be honest I’m not sure, Mom. We had a huge fight just then at the bookstore. I didn’t believe him about you being here in New York. I just ran off. Everything is a complete mess.”
“No it’s not. Just go and find him. He’ll understand. He was prepared for what you might say.”
“I don’t know Mom. I was pretty harsh on him. He might not want to speak to me again.”
“He will. And when you do find him, please tell him that Tony has been asking for him.”
“Thanks Mom. I will.”
“I love you, honey.”
“I love you too Mom.”
I quickly hang up the phone and compose myself.
I will try Dylan’s apartment first and if he is not there I will ring Mom back and ask what hospital Tony is in.
Maybe I can catch Dylan on his next visit?
But as I rush to the door and fling it wide open in panic, I do not see the figure already standing there.
I crash head first into Dylan, both of us falling in a heap with a thud.
“Dylan! I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you,” I shriek, swiftly rolling off him. He gets up effortlessly, bending down to pull me up too like I am only feathers and air.
“It’s ok, Ella. Are you hurt?”
“No,” I sob, flinging my arms around him.
Dylan holds me quietly, hugging me tightly.
“This is much better,” he says, nuzzling my neck. “I like this.”
I laugh into his chest and breathe in the cologne.
“I’m forgiven then?” he asks, tilting my face up to meet the curve of his unfaultable smile.
“There’s nothing to forgive, “ I whisper sincerely, gazing into his eyes. “I’m the one who needs to be forgiven. I just spoke to my Mom. I’ve acted like such a…”
Dylan silences me with his lips, warm and soft against my own.
“I forgive you,” he says, finally coming up for air. “Now lets go inside. I want to tell you everything.”
“And I want to know everything, but can we go to your apartment? I don’t think I can bear another minute in mine.”
“Sure,” he laughs.
“I just need to grab a warmer coat. I’ll be one minute,” I say, kissing his cheek.
“I’ll hail a cab.” Dylan smirks and heads for the staircase. “Oh and bring a few days change of clothes. I don’t want to let you out of my sight for a very long time.”
Chapter Fifteen
I am back at the window, looking out at the majestic Manhattan skyline.
“You really are transfixed aren’t you?” Dylan asks behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“It’s just too beautiful,” I say. “You’re so lucky to have an apartment like this. I could stay here forever.”
“Then why don’t you?”
“What?”
“You heard me.” He releases his arms and ushers me over to one of the lounges. “But we need to talk about things first.”
“Of course,” I say, sitting down.
“Remember when I told you that you were a big part of helping me get through prison? Well that’s
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