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“I do. I mean, I think you’re right about having a choice, but how often do we end up somewhere we didn’t plan and everything works out right?”
“And sometimes, it works out wrong,” Patti says.
Beth and Angela roll their eyes.
“Don’t be a pessimist,” Beth scolds. “The poor thing still has hope. Let her have that.”
“Hope is for people who aren’t in control,” Patti scoffs.
She’s bitter. I guess I can’t judge her for it.
The conversation turns to something else, and I only partially listen and take part. My mind keeps drifting to Blake. I want to be with him. Maybe even long-term. I don’t know how that would work. Our lives are so different. But something tells me he won’t let me fade to the background. And I do believe in fate.
I think that fate brought us together and that Madame Dorota was right.
But she suggested a lot of babies, and I don’t know how I feel about that. I want children, sure. But right now?
And what if I want to wait a couple of years, but I’m with Blake, and he doesn’t have that much time left because of his age…
I force myself to stop worrying about it. I don’t know where we’re headed yet. I have no idea what will happen after this weekend. We’re “together” because everyone seems to think that, but not because Blake has said to me that he wants me to be his girlfriend.
The only way to deal with this is one day at a time. And right now, this weekend is incredible.
One day at a time, with Blake at my side, is all I need.
I focused fully on the women around me again, joining in the conversation. We talk about clothes, and when they find out I’m a wardrobe consultant, they bombard me with questions about style and suggestions for the new season.
When Blake finally returns, I’m in deep conversation and both Angela and Beth have booked a consultation with me.
“Are was today?” he asks when we walk back to the cottage together.
“Great,” I admit with a smile. “Better than I expected.”
“I’m glad.” He snakes his arm around my waist. “I have a surprise for you.”
“Yeah?”
“Get dressed into something elegant but comfortable, and meet me on the patio.”
I nod. I’m curious, and a thrill travels through me. After being apart for the day, I missed Blake, and I want to spend the evening together.
In the room, I shoot a text to Samantha.
I think I’m falling for him.
She doesn’t take long to reply.
Do you think that’s a good idea?
I roll my eyes. It’s not like I’m choosing to fall in love with Blake. He’s not just a bad decision that I have control over. But I don’t reply and tell her that. Instead, I push it away. I can’t find it in myself to be nervous about Blake and what’s to come. I’m just so happy.
Even if my best friend thinks it’s not a good thing.
I’ll figure out what the hell she’s on about when I’m back home and we have time together to talk.
When I’m away from Blake long enough to think about what’s going on here.
Now is not that time. I’m going to live in the moment and enjoy every second with Blake.
