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At the airport, I ask the cab driver to give me a couple minutes of privacy to say goodbye. That awful gut-wrenching feeling is back, and I’m scared of what will come after she gets on that plane. She looks up at me, caressing my face with her soft, tiny hand.
“Hey it’s going to be all good. You’ll come see me soon and we’ll go from there. Don’t stress. We both know where we stand and that we want to see where this goes. This isn’t goodbye, it's see you soon.”
“I know baby, but I just got you. It’s hard as fuck to let you go. But you're right. Hopefully, I can plan a visit to L.A. ASAP.” I give her a long, slow kiss, wanting to feel the connection between the two of us one more time before she leaves.
Finally breaking apart, I look into her bright blue eyes full of emotion and know if she starts crying, I will never let her get on that plane. I decide to lighten the mood.
“Let me know when you land and feel free to send me tit pics anytime, dirty girl.”
Sliding my Clark Kent shades back on, I exit the cab, walking to her side and helping her out.
“I expect them daily,” I announce as I grab her luggage from the sidewalk.
“Okay feet pics... daily, got it.” She giggles.
“Hey, I can work with feet pics too. Don’t knock it.”
“Ugh you would,” she says as she playfully hits my chest.
“Come here!” I squeeze her tight to me, needing to feel her in my arms once more before I let her walk through those doors. She melts into my chest, and I wish we could stay like this forever.
When she looks up with those eyes of hers that I swear, see inside my inner soul, our lips meet and there is no questioning it for me. She not only sees inside my soul, she’s part of it.
This isn’t goodbye, it’s see you soon.
* * *
I lookup at Danni’s high rise and take a deep breath before walking in. Knowing this won’t go smoothly because it never does with her, but it needs to be done since she isn’t getting the picture. I hate to be harsh with her, but I feel like it’s my only option.
I take the elevator up to the penthouse and the doors open to Danni standing there waiting for me in her lingerie.
“What the fuck? Put some clothes on!”
She scoffs. “You’ve never complained about it before.”
“Danni, I’m serious. Put some damn clothes on. I need to have a talk with you. Have I given you any impression lately that I want to have anything but a platonic relationship with you?”
“Okay Wes, I’ll put a robe on but don’t act like we haven’t done this before. You always come back to me.”
I think about this as she walks off to get her robe… hopefully.
She’s right; we have done this before, and I hate to say it but it’s been convenient for me as well as her. I knew she was using me, but it didn’t bother me because I had feelings for someone else and I hadn’t taken time to work through those yet, so I never wanted anything serious. But now that Sloan is back in my life and I’ve had the opportunity to explore those feelings, I won’t let anything get in the way. So now I have to make that very clear to Danni without unleashing the tyrannical bitch I know she can be.
She walks back out with her version of a robe, but it does nothing for me, especially after a weekend of being inside Lo.
“Okay, Wes, let’s talk. But first, let me remind you of the gala we have for one of my sponsors on Thursday…”
“Let me stop you there Danni.Wedon’t have anything anymore. I will not be joining you on Thursday.” She stares at me with a confused look on her face.
“I have tried to do this the right way, but you aren’t getting it. We are done, completely done. No more events, no more arm candy for a night, no more friends with benefits. I can’t do it anymore and I don’t want to.”
“Wes, what the hell? Seriously! Does this have something to do with why you wouldn’t answer me all weekend? I knew you were cheating!”
Is she serious right now? Cheating? This girl is more delusional than I realized.
“First off, I’m not cheating on you. We weren’t together. And even though it’s none of your fucking business, yes, I was with someone this weekend. Someone I care a lot about and who has been special to me for a very long time. I appreciate all the fun over the years, but we are done. For real this time.”
She seethes with anger standing there with her arms crossed over her chest. I know her well enough to know that the building rage isn’t even about losing me, it's about herself and the feelings of rejection. The Ice Queen is about to make an appearance in three, two, one…
