answer.
“Oh.”
“Why didn’t you answer your phone? Where’ve you been tonight?” I raised an eyebrow at her.
She fidgeted a bit , fiddling with the neck of the hunter green cowl-neck sweater she wore. “Well, uh, my phone went dead is why I didn’t answer. But we went to this ballet thing that a friend of his was performing in. Afterward, we all went for a drink.”
Inside, the jealousy was roaring, wanting me to go find and beat the shit out of this Jeremy dude. But what was keeping it at bay was the part about the ballet. Who goes on a date to the ballet? Was Jeremy gay or was he one of those cultured guys who loved opera, ballet and shit? I was hoping for gay.
“I wanna know what’s going on with you two.” I leaned forward putting my elbows on my knees and clasping my hands in front of me, my eyes focused on her.
She pushed a lock of hair behind her ear nervously. “I’m not sure.”
“What are you not sure about?” Guess I was going to have to walk her through this.
“I’m not sure.”
Guess I was going to have to hold her hand while I walked her through this.
“You’re not sure what you’re not sure about?” My lips twitched at that, which made her blush a little. Ah, good sign. I still had her.
“I guess so,” she said with a small chuckle.
“ So, anything you wanna tell me?”
“Well… we do need to talk about what’s going on with us, right?”
“Yeah, I guess we do,” I answered, glad we were finally getting somewhere.
“Where do we start?” she asked, perplexed, looking too damned cute.
“Y ou know where I stand when it comes to us, El. Far as I’m concerned, we’re still together.”
She frowned, but there was a hint of a smile behind it. “Bossy,” she mumbled so quietly I barely heard her. She then cleared her throat and said, “You wanna know my take on everything?”
“Of course,” I stated , sitting back and bringing up my left foot to rest on my right knee, my elbows resting on the arms of the chair, my hands steepled in front of me as I watched her.
She blew out a breath looking down at her fingers that she was nervously tangling in her lap. “Okay. I’ve loved you my whole life, Jag. I’ve never even looked at another guy in all the time we were together.” She glanced up at me through her lashes, before looking back down, worrying her fingers.
And that proclamation made me want to stand up and raise my arms in victory.
“But… to be honest, I feel like I kinda lost myself over the past three years. I mean, I was so committed to you and our relationship, so into what was happening in your career that I guess I lost what was going on with my own. Does that make sense to you?” she asked.
It so totally did. I knew she’d put up with a lot to be with me, and I knew our being apart for three years had worn on her. And her moving to LA to be with me had been a huge sacrifice on her part.
“I t makes total sense, baby. I understand completely,” I said, getting up and going to the couch. I sat down then pulled her onto my lap, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “I know you gave up a lot to move to LA to be with me. And I appreciate it. And now it’s your turn, El.”
She looked at me with a frown. “What do you mean?”
I wrapped my arms around her and locked my fingers together at her right hip. “I had my time, and you gave up a lot to be with me. Now it’s my turn to do the same for you.” I leaned in, placing several kisses on her jaw up to her neck and felt a shiver go through her, which made me smirk a bit, knowing I was having an effect on her. I kept planting kisses over her neck then up to her ear where I whispered, “Your career’s important, and I’m willing to do whatever I can to help make everything easier for you, baby.”
“You are ?” She turned her face toward mine in surprise, raising her hands to put her palms against my cheeks.
“Yeah,” I agreed, leaning towar d her, wanting to feel her lips on
“Oh.”
“Why didn’t you answer your phone? Where’ve you been tonight?” I raised an eyebrow at her.
She fidgeted a bit , fiddling with the neck of the hunter green cowl-neck sweater she wore. “Well, uh, my phone went dead is why I didn’t answer. But we went to this ballet thing that a friend of his was performing in. Afterward, we all went for a drink.”
Inside, the jealousy was roaring, wanting me to go find and beat the shit out of this Jeremy dude. But what was keeping it at bay was the part about the ballet. Who goes on a date to the ballet? Was Jeremy gay or was he one of those cultured guys who loved opera, ballet and shit? I was hoping for gay.
“I wanna know what’s going on with you two.” I leaned forward putting my elbows on my knees and clasping my hands in front of me, my eyes focused on her.
She pushed a lock of hair behind her ear nervously. “I’m not sure.”
“What are you not sure about?” Guess I was going to have to walk her through this.
“I’m not sure.”
Guess I was going to have to hold her hand while I walked her through this.
“You’re not sure what you’re not sure about?” My lips twitched at that, which made her blush a little. Ah, good sign. I still had her.
“I guess so,” she said with a small chuckle.
“ So, anything you wanna tell me?”
“Well… we do need to talk about what’s going on with us, right?”
“Yeah, I guess we do,” I answered, glad we were finally getting somewhere.
“Where do we start?” she asked, perplexed, looking too damned cute.
“Y ou know where I stand when it comes to us, El. Far as I’m concerned, we’re still together.”
She frowned, but there was a hint of a smile behind it. “Bossy,” she mumbled so quietly I barely heard her. She then cleared her throat and said, “You wanna know my take on everything?”
“Of course,” I stated , sitting back and bringing up my left foot to rest on my right knee, my elbows resting on the arms of the chair, my hands steepled in front of me as I watched her.
She blew out a breath looking down at her fingers that she was nervously tangling in her lap. “Okay. I’ve loved you my whole life, Jag. I’ve never even looked at another guy in all the time we were together.” She glanced up at me through her lashes, before looking back down, worrying her fingers.
And that proclamation made me want to stand up and raise my arms in victory.
“But… to be honest, I feel like I kinda lost myself over the past three years. I mean, I was so committed to you and our relationship, so into what was happening in your career that I guess I lost what was going on with my own. Does that make sense to you?” she asked.
It so totally did. I knew she’d put up with a lot to be with me, and I knew our being apart for three years had worn on her. And her moving to LA to be with me had been a huge sacrifice on her part.
“I t makes total sense, baby. I understand completely,” I said, getting up and going to the couch. I sat down then pulled her onto my lap, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “I know you gave up a lot to move to LA to be with me. And I appreciate it. And now it’s your turn, El.”
She looked at me with a frown. “What do you mean?”
I wrapped my arms around her and locked my fingers together at her right hip. “I had my time, and you gave up a lot to be with me. Now it’s my turn to do the same for you.” I leaned in, placing several kisses on her jaw up to her neck and felt a shiver go through her, which made me smirk a bit, knowing I was having an effect on her. I kept planting kisses over her neck then up to her ear where I whispered, “Your career’s important, and I’m willing to do whatever I can to help make everything easier for you, baby.”
“You are ?” She turned her face toward mine in surprise, raising her hands to put her palms against my cheeks.
“Yeah,” I agreed, leaning towar d her, wanting to feel her lips on
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