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It’s what she’s done from the moment I told her about the video Hudson made before he left. It’s like her and Hudson are in cahoots and every time doubt starts to creep in she’s there to steer me back to the video he made for that very purpose. To reassure me, to comfort me, to remind me that he loves me.
“Hush.” I stick my tongue out at her before draining the remainder of my drink in one long swallow.
I swear this has been the week from hell. Not only has work been super stressful but I also haven’t gotten to talk to Hudson much over the past couple of days. So far today we’ve only managed to share a handful of texts where I filled him in on my day.
He calls when he can and if he’s able we Facetime but it’s never enough. I don’t just want to see him through a screen. I want to hold him, smell him, feel his hands on my body, and his lips pressed against mine.
I’m experiencing the worst sort of withdrawal from the best kind of drug.
Emma starts to say something else but her attention goes to the waiter who appears at my right, a plate in each hands.
“Ladies,” he says, sitting my lobster ravioli in front of me and Emma’s usual lasagna in front of her. “Is there anything else I can get for you right now?”
“How about two more of these?” I gesture to our cocktail glasses.
He smiles and nods before walking away.
“God this looks so good.” I inhale deeply. “I’m glad you suggested it. Had you not I may have had to get takeout one day soon. I’ve been having dreams about this ravioli.”
“You would.” She giggles, finishing off the remainder of her Cosmo just as the waiter reappears with two more.
Over the course of the next hour, Emma and I proceed to stuff ourselves sick on pasta and cosmos. By the time we exit the restaurant just after eight, I feel nearly comatose.
Because we had more to drink than I planned, I leave my car in the parking lot and catch a ride with Robert and Emma who drop me off at my house.
I’m fumbling to get my key in the door when my phone blares loudly from my jacket pocket. It’s Hudson’s song–Tequila Haze. I set it as my ringtone the day he left.
Finally managing to get the door open, I pull the device from my pocket to see Hudson’s name flashing across the screen. Kicking the door closed behind me, I click the lock in place as I answer.
“Hey.” I sound winded and immediately wonder if getting into the house was really that strenuous. I might be a bit more buzzed than I originally thought.
“Hey. Why are you out of breath?”
“It’s the damn doors fault. They really should make key holes easier to navigate.”
“I take it cosmos with Emma went well.” He chuckles.
“A little too well I think.” I kick off one shoe in the foyer but don’t manage to get the other off until I’m in the kitchen, immediately going for the fridge to get a bottle of water.
“You didn’t drive, did you?”
“Robert dropped me off. And don’t worry, I left my car at the restaurant, not the Chevy.”
“I don’t care which car you left as long as you made it home safely.”
“Well I did.” I twist the cap off the bottle and take a long pull. “What are you doing right now?”
“We’re on the road. Somewhere in Virginia I think.”
“You don’t even know where you are?” I laugh, setting my water on the breakfast bar before shrugging out of my jacket.
“It all blends together, babe.”
“So how are you?”
“I’m good.” He lets out a slow sigh. “Exhausted, but really, really good.”
“Where’s your show tomorrow?” I ask, not one hundred percent sure.”
