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“I never sat still,” I say. “I was always on the move. I would purposely hide from my mother in stores.”
She lifts her shoulders. “I mean…if I pretended to leave him there, he probably wouldn’t try that again, now would he?”
Molly was right. She is acting savage right now.
“Sweetheart, I was a straight pain in the ass.”
“I don’t think we should use past tense in this circumstance. You still are.”
I roll my eyes because I’m being serious. The girls may love Barbies and want the latest shit that comes out but they’re not so insane as to purposely run from me, because that would mean they couldn’t show me something they wanted to buy.
Me, on the other hand—I had everything I needed.
“You don’t want a boy?” she asks softly, finding my hand and lacing her fingers with mine.
The contact is indescribable. The feel of her skin against mine only shoots lightening bolts through my body because it’s all I need.
All I crave in this life.
“I want whatever makes you happy, baby,” I say truthfully. “However, I’m warning you, if he comes out like me—”
“Well, I want him to come out like you. Brave and loyal. Sweet when he wants to be but hard when it’s required. I’m not seeing any cons here.” I blink at her, finding nothing but sincerity in those words. “I love everything about you, Kai. Even you being a pain in the ass.”
“You don’t mean that.”
“I do.” She inches closer, the smell of vanilla and tonka beans filling my nostrils and drawing me in. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. I wouldn’t be excited to go through this journey when I was terrified before. You might need some communication lessons, but all that will come with time. It’s not like I’m the best. I’m used to shoving my problems away and dealing with them later. I’m a procrastinator.”
“I didn’t help matters much.”
“And you need to stop putting all the blame on you. I’m equally at fault. Even more so. I should have never left you. Especially when you’ve been left before. You opened yourself up to me and I…shouldn’t have taken the easy way out for me. I’m sorry for running out on you. You have my word that I will never do it again.”
“Promise?” It’s a whispered plea. My voice is barely audible even to my own ears but I won’t survive another situation like this where Molly completely disappears out of my life.
Apparently, I have abandonment issues from before that I haven’t fully gotten over yet.
“I give you permission to drag my ass back here if I ever decide to do it again.”
“I want the address to your best friend’s house.”
The corners of Molly’s lips coil into a smirk. “Don’t you trust me?”
“No,” I reply without a shit given. I’m aware that relationships have to have trust in them in order for them to work. However, I want to know all her hiding spots.
“Alright,” she says calmly. “I’ll give it to you.”
“And I want you to continue writing our story.”
Molly pulls a face that makes it look like I just asked her for her soul. “Why?”
“Because it means it’s still a constant thought in your head. That what we have and what I may have given you is something worth writing about.”
She nods. “Okay.”
“Now”—I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her tight up against me—“how are we going to do this?”
“I thought you were going to go grab all my stuff. You can go scope out the bestie’s house for yourself if you want while you’re at it.”
“And what sort of payment am I going to get for lugging all your shit back over here?”
