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"Clarissa, do you remember the first day we ran into each other at Leanne's place?"
"Yes." She sounds hesitant, she doesn't know where I'm going with this. I don't blame her.
"Remember when I told you that I wasn't a simp?" I ask, through breaths.
She pauses. I don't know if she doesn’t remember or if she doesn’t want to. "Yes."
"I was wrong."
"Matthias. I don't have time for this."
"Wait! Don't hang up," I shout, panicked. It feels like if she hangs up now, I'll never have another chance. "Listen to me. I was wrong. I've been so wrong about so many things. I was wrong when I didn't see that you were right under my nose for twenty years. I was wrong when I didn't steal you from Damien. I was wrong when I let you walk out of my office that day. I was wrong so many times. Every day that we've been apart, I was wrong. I should've been there every day, and every night. Because, darling, if there's a thing I am... it's a simp. For you, Clarissa."
She sighs. "Matthias... I never wanted that from you. I just wanted you to give me a chance."
We're only a hundred yard away. Once we turn the corner, the club will be in sight.
"I know. And you wanted me to fight for you. Darling, I'm fighting. I'm fighting for you right now."
I'm almost at the corner, in my life I've never been scared to do anything. But I'm scared to do this. And that tells me just how much I want it. How much I want her.
Then, as if she's connected to my brain, as well as my heart, her voice is small as she says, "I'm scared."
I stop running. Just for a moment. Because once again, she's proven she's the woman for me. "I am too, Rissie. I am, too. So, we'll start slow. But I want to start again."
Silence. Then, "When?"
I turn the corner, expecting to see the painted window of the club.
But I don't.
All I see is her. Standing there. Waiting for me.
I sprint, dropping the phone on the ground, getting rid of anything that's going to slow me down.
The crowd catches up, a chorus of panting behind me.
I stop in front of her.
Phone still in her hand.
"Ask me the question," I pant.
"What question?"
"Ask me when we're going to start again."
Hope and fear fill her big brown eyes. "When are we going to start again, Matthias?"
"Now, darling. Right now." I take her hand and pull her into me, crushing her lips with mine.
She presses into my body, mouth giving way for me.
And everything else fades away.
"I missed you so much, darling. I missed you so fucking much," I say, only once we're both gasping for breath.
