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So I continue to wait until I hear the elevator ring open and a disheveled Vio runs out.

She looks like she just woke up.

I can’t help but smile at her bedraggled state.

“Good, you’re still here.” Holding up one finger to shush me for a second, her hands reside on her thighs as she leans over, breathing heavily.

“Had a fun night, Blondie?” I tease.

Then the thought of her with another man sends a spark of jealousy through my veins. An emotion I push back because it’s not fair for me to feel this way about her.

I have no claim over her.

She scoffs. “Very funny.”

“Hey, I don’t know what you do at night.” I wiggle my eyebrows in her direction as she regains her breath.

“Well, I do.”

“Regretfully so,” I tell her in almost a whisper.

“Anyway, I just want to thank you for coming.” She smiles at me, changing the subject far away from her seeing the aftermath of sex with my girlfriend.

The image of her crying is still present in my mind.

“Of course I came. I wanted to see you be a badass,” I tell her.

A blush creeps up on her cheeks, a view I’ve grown fond of. “I had a great time.”

I’m tired of all this bullshit talk at this point. The whole awkwardness that was never there before as we say goodbye to each other. It’s not a forever farewell; it’s one that’s just for now.

I can’t stay away from her, even if I tried.

So I pull her into a hug. An embrace both of us need.

She lets out a sigh, conforming to my touch instantly.

“You have to text me every day,” I tell her in almost a scolding way.

“You know I will,” she replies.

“Promise,” I whisper.

“Promise.” Our pact solidifies in each other’s embrace.

As I stand there, my heart pounding in my chest, I can’t help but feel a mix of excitement and sadness. This is the moment I had been dreading and longing for at the same time.

I’m excited about the new season ahead.

Yet the woman I want to spend all my time with is in my arms.

In this fleeting moment, I want to convey all the unspoken words we can’t say. Both of our dreams and desires fill my thoughts whenever I look at her.

The feel of her body against mine sends a shiver down my spine, and I hold on tighter as if she’s going to disappear, as if trying to freeze time and etch this memory into my soul. We won’t see each other for a while, but even so, I know my craving for her smile and words will take over at some point.

We slowly pull away; I can feel the bittersweet moment in between us. Our fingertips linger on each other’s backs.

I wish this goodbye didn’t have to happen.

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