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Her smile was tight. I knew she did not want to do it. But she still did. She was strong, determined, even despite this morning—professional. She reminded me of myself. This project wouldn’t take forever. We can hold off until the wedding. At least, I think I could.
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We went back to the floral shop and Gabriella met us there. She was nice in the beginning. Kindly introducing herself and what not. I hadn’t seen her in a while so I did hug her, I’m not a total asshole.
“You look good, how are you?” I asked her. She was in her scrubs, so obviously busy with work. We went to a private room in the back. Emilia sat across from us, making it feel more like we were in fact engaged.
“Good, my fellowship is rough, but good. What about Vivian, did she finally sign?” my eyes fleeted to Emilia, who looked on as I expected her to. In confusion.
“Yeah, she did. It’s over.” My voice was tight. It still got to me, what she did.
“I’m glad…so, Emilia. I have so many ideas.”
I sat back as Gabriella chattered away. Emilia took her through the catalog, but then took out blank paper instead and sketched stuff out. Gabriella changed everything three times. We were there for hours before she decided on a base design, not even the flowers yet.
I did warn her.
Chapter Twenty: Emilia
I wondered who Vivian was the entire time during the meeting. I assumed a girlfriend, but since Gabrielle said sign, I leaned towards marriage.
Was he married?
Maybe that was the hurt he did not want to talk about. I could not ask him about it. I already said we could not do things anymore. We could be friends. I knew that would never go well. So, I pushed it aside and got to work.
Gabriella was a real…piece of work. She was excited to get married, though it seemed like she didn’t even want to because she changed everything. And then Tristan. He was such a tease. His knee kept brushing over mine, the table was so close his thigh touched mine too, and he made use of the advantage. My whole body was on fire the whole time.
I should have known he wouldn’t make it easy to resist him. I knew he wouldn’t force me, but his teasing was getting to be something I could not handle. By the time we left, I was flushed and I felt the familiar wetness between my legs.
He walked us out, and Gabriella took off in her flashy car.
“Told you she was a handful.” He smirked. I just shrugged.
I had forgotten he drove me here, so we walked backed to his car together. His hand wasn’t on my waist like last time, but we brushed together with every step.
“It’s okay. I suppose I should get used to it for weddings. At least she isn’t mean about it.” If she had been rude, I would have called her out on it. But she wasn’t. She is just very specific. When I figured out she was a dermatologist, I considered going to see her about my freckles. I was never too fond of them.
“Maybe. We could get some dinner on the way back.”
I arched a brow as I looked up at him, “two meals in one day?” I asked.
“It’s just as friends. Promise.” I did not believe him, but then again, I did not believe myself either. I was hungry anyway.
“Well I am hungry, I hope you don’t think I eat too much.” I giggled. He opened the door for me, even taking it upon himself to strap me in.
“You’re very refreshing to be around.” He chuckled.
On the road, he asked what I wanted, but I had no particular craving. We ended up at a diner.
“I love diners.” I said as we sat down. I ordered coffee too, even though it was late, I was so mentally exhausted I needed it.
“Really?” he asked.
“Yeah. My dad and I go when we see each other.” I thought of him. I should call him more. “And the wall paper usually has my favorite flower. Maybe it’s a diner thing.”
“What’s your favorite flower?” He looked to see the wallpaper, but this one did not have it.
“Buttercups.” I answered, and he smirked. I sipped my coffee slowly. It was far too hot
