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WILLIAM: Not with me you’re not.
ME: This seems very one-sided.
WILLIAM: It’s a burger, Cinderella. You’ll live.
ME: Fine, but I’m paying next time.
WILLIAM: TWO DATES? You really are flirting with me.
ME: Oh, piss off.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN – GRACE
Full Circle
The butterflies in my belly were insane.
They were all high on crack. They had to be. There was no other explanation for how nervous I was as I meandered towards Raymond Street.
It was all the butterflies’ fault. They were making me feel like this.
Why was I so nervous? I knew William. It wasn’t like this was a traditional first date—we’d spent an entire week together, and it’d almost been like I’d lost a limb for the past few days.
Four days.
It’d been four whole days since I’d seen him last, and I was falling apart at the seams with missing him.
He’d broken me.
Seeing him again was the only balm to that particular wound, and it terrified me how much I wanted to lay eyes on him. Was this normal? Was this how people felt in relationships?
I’d never felt it before.
Not on this level.
I looked up, and my gaze found him instantly. He was leaning against the wall next to Oscar’s, feet crossed at his ankles, and he was looking down at his phone. His black coat was open, showing his white shirt that was tucked into navy blue trousers, and I glanced at his shoes.
Brown.
So he did know his colours after all.
I raked my gaze back up his body to his face, and my heart skipped when he swung his dark eyes my way. His lips curved into a slow smile, and he tucked his phone in his pocket and pushed off the wall when I approached.
“Hi,” he said, smiling.
I tucked my hair behind my ear, feeling my cheeks warming. “Hi.”
He looked at me for a second then wrapped his arms around me, pressing his lips to the top of my head. My eyes fluttered shut as the warmth of his body enveloped me, and all the stress seemed to seep out of my body like he was funnelling it away from me.
“Is it weird if I tell you I missed you?” he asked quietly.
“Normally I’d say yes, but not this time.”
“Why, Grace, are you admitting that you missed me, too?”
“Don’t get cocky,” I murmured, pulling back. “I was promised food.”
William chuckled and turned to get the door. “I’ll buy you food, but then you have to tell me why your day was so bad on Tuesday.”
