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I smile up at my beautiful best friend, always so gallant in looking after me. “Nathe…” I lean up and kiss his cheek. I’ve missed the feel of his stubble against my skin. “We are a team, you and I. I know you would never take advantage of me. I was there, remember? I was tipsy, too. We just got a little carried away and lost in the moment. That’s all.”
I stare up at him and brush the hair back from his forehead. His big blue eyes search mine before they drop to the floor. “I can’t fuck this up between us, Lize. Our friendship means everything to me.”
“You won’t, it was one time. It’s okay, I promise you that I don’t think anything of it. It’s okay.”
He puts his arms around me and pulls me to him. I smile as he holds me, but after a while, an uneasiness fills me.
There’s an edge to his grip, and it feels like fear.
“Baby, what’s going on?” I whisper.
“Everything,” he whispers as he pulls away and his eyes search mine. “Everything’s changing.”
He’s anxious about me starting to date again, or maybe it’s just Samuel. I put my hand on his thigh to reassure him. “Nathe, we will never change.”
“Promise me.” He cups my face in his hand and dusts his thumb over my bottom lip as he stares at me. “Promise me that whatever happens in our life, we will always be close.”
I smile softly up at my beautiful man. “I promise.”
My face is cupped in his hand, his eyes hold mine, and then they slowly drift down to my lips.
My heart stops.
Is he going to kiss me?
We stare at each other in the airport bar, surrounded by people, and I have no idea what’s going on here.
Time stands still, and I lean closer.
“Do you want another one?” the bartender interrupts. We jump back from each other. My heart is racing, and I frown, totally dishevelled. I pick up my glass and drain it. “Yes, please.”
Nathan picks up his drink and drains his scotch. We sit in silence for a while as we stare straight ahead. I’m rattled.
He’s rattled.
I think we just had a moment.
Maybe, I imagined it.
We couldn’t have had a moment—that’s impossible.
I’m not the right sex for Nathan.
I go over the last few days in my head and if Nathan wasn’t the way he is, I would swear something is happening between us. The jealousy, the touching, the longing stares and the fights.
The bartender puts my drink in front of me, and I pick it up and take a huge gulp.
I look over at Nathan and fake a smile. Sadness creeps into my heart.
The sooner I start dating someone else, the better. I think I’m falling for my best friend.
And this can only end badly. A sense of dread fills me because I know that we could never be like that. No matter how much we care for each other, it just can’t be.
My best friend’s love is completely unobtainable.
Nathan stares down at his fingers on the bar, his face solemn, and I think he knows it, too.
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