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"I'm sorry, didn't you go for a conference?" Ian asked.
"I did," I replied, "But I saw a woman who made my heart skip a beat. I couldn't take my eyes off her and she.. she also seemed to feel the same way about me."
Mom took a seat next to me.
"Don't tell Ethan," I said to both of them.
The last thing I wanted was to have him get a kick out of this.
"We won't," Ian promised. "I'm still surprised though I thought you no longer had any feelings for women."
"Same here, I thought you were showing signs of swinging the other way," Mom said. I instantly remembered where Ethan inherited his style of talking. "What happened?"
"I slept with her," I admitted. "She and I just seemed so alike. It felt like she had gone through a similar kind of pain like mine or even worse than mine, we just… clicked."
"Did she tell you it was only the sex she needed?" Ian asked.
"She didn't… she thought it was a one-night stand and was gone before I woke up." I said, "I've never felt so… disappointed and upset in years."
They were both silent, probably thinking about what to say to me.
"Son, I know it hurts right now, but I want you to see this as a good thing," Mom said. "You have never had your heart touched like this before. The universe has its ways of trying to reward everyone; maybe this is your reward for holding in for so long."
"It's more or less torture, if I never see her again," I admitted.
"I think you will," she said. "People who capture your heart always have a way of coming back."
"Thanks, Mom," I said.
"It's no problem, don't forget it," she insisted.
"Dad, I…" Chloe ran into the living room with her new teddy bear but stopped and looked at Ian, "Uncle Ethan?"
"Wrong," Ian said.
She giggled and ran to him, hugging him briefly, before running to me and sitting on my thighs.
"You know you don't have to keep hating Ethan," I said.
"I don't hate him; he's just clumsy," she said.
"Well, you're right about that," I sighed. "You wanted to say something?"
"Oh, I found a picture of mom," she said. "She looks really beautiful."
I could feel Ian and my mother's stares of worry fixated on both of us.
"She is, isn't she?" I smiled and kissed her forehead.
Chloe needed a mother figure, I knew that. There was no perfect sign that Olivia could fill in that role. There was no need worrying about Olivia at all. But I never forgot her. I always wondered if she would fit if I asked her to.
Chapter four
The Favor
Ben
Her beautiful skin.
