the other person but his body is suddenly rigid. “No, I never received a message. And no, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” His voice is off. I don’t know what, but something’s wrong. He drops his head and begins to massage his temple with his free hand.
“Why are you just now telling me this? I really don’t see how you’d ever think I’d agree with something like this.”
He stands up abruptly and I suddenly feel like an eavesdropper. Maybe I should get up and leave the room.
“This isn’t a good time. I’ll have to call you back tomorrow.”
He taps the end button and puts the phone on his bedside table.
“Is everything alright?”
“No, not really. It seems tonight is the night for exes to interject themselves into our lives.” He drops down on the edge of the bed and runs a hand through his disheveled hair.
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
An uncomfortable silence settles around us. The only thing I can think to do is offer to leave him alone to deal with whatever this is with his ex-wife.
“I can go so you can call her back.” I start to scoot out of the bed and he turns toward me.
“No, I don’t want you to go.” His expression is pained. The creases at the corner of his eyes are darker and his eyes are sad. “Stay the night with me.”
I grip the blanket at my chest and search his eyes for some sign that doing this isn’t the wrong choice. His beautiful lips curl up faintly at each corner and his eyes soften just a hint. “Please.”
I melt for him at that one word. “Okay.”
He crawls across the bed and pulls me into an embrace. Holding me tightly with one arm, his other hand intertwines in my hair and he breathes into the crook of my neck. “Thank you. I’m not yet ready to let you go.” He kisses the soft skin along my collarbone and I shiver.
“I deleted my profile on that website by the way. I just wanted you to know.”
I lean back away from him in response. Why would he do that? Why tell me? Does he want me to delete mine too? I have so many questions about how drastically everything has changed tonight but I don’t know how to ask without sounding awful about it.
One thing at a time I suppose is the best way to approach it. “Why delete it?”
He reaches up and tucks strands of loose hair behind my ear. “I don’t need that website. I found what I need.” He places a finger under my chin and tilts my face upward. “ You’re what I need.” His gaze is intense as he leans in to kiss me softly on the lips. The kiss is chaste and warm. An unrecognizable feeling stirs deep inside of me and I close my eyes, trying to steady my heart. His hands cradle my face as he pulls back from the kiss. As my eyes flutter open, I’m met with his handsome smile.
“I know you’re confused because this wasn’t the plan. I know you’re scared of anything more than just a physical relationship with me but, sometimes,” he stops, kissing me once more, “life has other plans. I believe life’s plan for us entails more. I don’t know what that more is but I want to find out.”
“Brisban, I don’t know what to say to any of this. I adore you and since I met you my life has changed dramatically. You make me feel alive and cherished. Being with you is incredible.” I reach up and grasp both his hands in mine. “I was living this mundane, lonely life before you came bursting into my world, giving it this amazing energy.” I look at him, trying so very hard to convey these unclear feelings I’m having. “I don’t know what’s going on between us but even I can’t deny that it’s more than sex at this point. I know it’s more. It’s just terrifying to admit.”
“I know and I wish I could tell you I’m sorry for things taking this unexpected turn but I’m not. I thought I was dead inside. I was certain of it. You’re a gift to me and I’m not going to take you for granted. We will figure it out as we go. Alright?”
I nod. “Alright.”
“You can
“Why are you just now telling me this? I really don’t see how you’d ever think I’d agree with something like this.”
He stands up abruptly and I suddenly feel like an eavesdropper. Maybe I should get up and leave the room.
“This isn’t a good time. I’ll have to call you back tomorrow.”
He taps the end button and puts the phone on his bedside table.
“Is everything alright?”
“No, not really. It seems tonight is the night for exes to interject themselves into our lives.” He drops down on the edge of the bed and runs a hand through his disheveled hair.
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
An uncomfortable silence settles around us. The only thing I can think to do is offer to leave him alone to deal with whatever this is with his ex-wife.
“I can go so you can call her back.” I start to scoot out of the bed and he turns toward me.
“No, I don’t want you to go.” His expression is pained. The creases at the corner of his eyes are darker and his eyes are sad. “Stay the night with me.”
I grip the blanket at my chest and search his eyes for some sign that doing this isn’t the wrong choice. His beautiful lips curl up faintly at each corner and his eyes soften just a hint. “Please.”
I melt for him at that one word. “Okay.”
He crawls across the bed and pulls me into an embrace. Holding me tightly with one arm, his other hand intertwines in my hair and he breathes into the crook of my neck. “Thank you. I’m not yet ready to let you go.” He kisses the soft skin along my collarbone and I shiver.
“I deleted my profile on that website by the way. I just wanted you to know.”
I lean back away from him in response. Why would he do that? Why tell me? Does he want me to delete mine too? I have so many questions about how drastically everything has changed tonight but I don’t know how to ask without sounding awful about it.
One thing at a time I suppose is the best way to approach it. “Why delete it?”
He reaches up and tucks strands of loose hair behind my ear. “I don’t need that website. I found what I need.” He places a finger under my chin and tilts my face upward. “ You’re what I need.” His gaze is intense as he leans in to kiss me softly on the lips. The kiss is chaste and warm. An unrecognizable feeling stirs deep inside of me and I close my eyes, trying to steady my heart. His hands cradle my face as he pulls back from the kiss. As my eyes flutter open, I’m met with his handsome smile.
“I know you’re confused because this wasn’t the plan. I know you’re scared of anything more than just a physical relationship with me but, sometimes,” he stops, kissing me once more, “life has other plans. I believe life’s plan for us entails more. I don’t know what that more is but I want to find out.”
“Brisban, I don’t know what to say to any of this. I adore you and since I met you my life has changed dramatically. You make me feel alive and cherished. Being with you is incredible.” I reach up and grasp both his hands in mine. “I was living this mundane, lonely life before you came bursting into my world, giving it this amazing energy.” I look at him, trying so very hard to convey these unclear feelings I’m having. “I don’t know what’s going on between us but even I can’t deny that it’s more than sex at this point. I know it’s more. It’s just terrifying to admit.”
“I know and I wish I could tell you I’m sorry for things taking this unexpected turn but I’m not. I thought I was dead inside. I was certain of it. You’re a gift to me and I’m not going to take you for granted. We will figure it out as we go. Alright?”
I nod. “Alright.”
“You can
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