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I did not want to let him go. He was so warm. Smelled so good. Felt so right. He pressed his lips to my temple, a sweet kiss that means nothing other than he cares for me.
“I missed you.” He said. It made my heart swell and leap like a happy teenager.
“I missed you too. I felt so bad, I hadn’t realized what I was doing to you. I don’t ever want to treat you like your ex did.” I kept my head on his chest. His eyes are too unnerving for me to look at.
“You weren’t.”
“But I hurt you. Made you feel like I was playing you.” I said. He sighed.
“Maybe. It doesn’t matter now.”
“What do you want to do?” I asked him.
“We can try this until after the wedding. I respect if you want to move on with your career. I can’t hold you back from your dream.”
His words seemed perfect. But there was so much I still wanted to say. I did not have energy to say anything else. I just wanted to enjoy his company. This little bubble of happiness we stuck ourselves in.
“You’re such a good man.”
He chuckled.
“I don’t know about that.”
I leaned back, looking into his eyes.
“You are. You don’t pressure me like others do, or try to get me to do something I don’t want.”
He tucked my hair behind my ear and held me close.
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” He noticed.
It was because I was scared. Of so many things. Stuff probably could not have. But it almost was a bad thing, in this case.
“Because at some point I won’t want just half of you.”
Chapter Twenty Five: Tristan
“I can’t believe I have to wear this, man.”
I looked like a fucking monkey. Why would he choose a suit jacket with tails? Were we in Mary fucking Poppins?
“It’s classy. Gab insisted.”
Of course, she did. The tailor only laughed. Levi could not get away from work, so we met the tailor in his office. Levi had been on and off the phone the entire time.
The court date was today, and the rehearsal dinner was tonight. So, after today, he would be done with all of this.
“Of course, she did.” I looked at myself in the mirror. I did not even like suits, let alone three pieces with a fucking tail jacket.
Groomsmen get the worst of it.
“How is shit with you? You haven’t said anything?” he asked.
The tailor pricked me a few times, but in his defense, I was moving around a lot.
“Fine. I guess. Who did you all invite?”
He shrugged. “No clue, her family of course. Sasha and Bryan are coming. The whole city might be coming since the reception is in that ballroom.”
