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That’s what’s in the containers I carry to Prue this morning. Thefifthmorning without her.
I understand her reasons for kicking me out. Her anger. Her disappointment and hurt.
Each one of my waking and sleeping hours are dedicated to understanding her further. When I work, when I shower, when I take a fucking piss.
It costs me to not be around Prue. To not hug her and tell her Zeke deserves what she did. To be away while she must be mourning the father she’ll never have.
It even pains me to ride the elevator and pass by her floor on the way back from work and know I can’t stop there. That’s how much I miss her.
But I fucked up royally. I acted like I vowed I never would. I broke her trust, made excuses to myself.
I might’ve even ruined it.
I shake my head as I meander the hallway of her floor. I refuse to accept the concept that our relationship might be beyond repair.
She’ll come back to me. Prue belongs with me. I’m her family. I love her, and she loves me. She has to know that.
Has to.
When I reach apartment 3D, Prue’s, I stop. I close my eyes, imagining her inside in bed.
I imagine I’m there beside her, hugging her, smelling her hair, grazing my lips on her soft neck. My fingers curling inside her pussy, and my words drive her into one orgasm after the other.
All in due time.
I lower the containers and note to the rug and raise my fist to knock before another long day at work by myself.
But unlike the other four days, today I don’t get to do it.
“Theo.”
The first time my eyes landed on Prue, there was darkness enveloping her. At least that’s what I thought.
I was wrong, though.
Prue is love and light. Bright, iridescent beams shine from her as if she’s the embodiment of the sun. It has nothing to do with the white T-shirt and shorts she’s wearing and everything to do with her. Simply her.
“Theo?”
“Prue,” is the one single word I can utter.
“Could you come in?” Her gaze skitters from my charcoal-gray suit jacket to my white button down. “Or are you headed to work? We can do it later, it’s okay—”
“No.” I don’t waste a second fishing my phone out of my pocket.
No fucking way am I missingthis, sharing Prue’s space, of looking at her lips move. Never.
“Vienna, cancel my visits for today. Actually…” My eyes land on Prue’s.
She wants me to stay. She’s about to forgive me. She needs me to help her heal from what she’s been through.
Fuck my job. Fuck everybody and everyone who isn’t Prue.
“Clear my schedule for the next two weeks. Yes, I saidtwo weeks. Make it work. I don’t care how. Bye.”
The smile creeping on Prue’s lips is worth it. Worth every cent I’ll lose. Every complaint and patient lost.
Money comes, money goes. This kind of love is a once in a lifetime kind of thing.
