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You can act interested, but your heart can’t lie,
She’ll never capture your attention like
the woman who first caught your eye,
She’s a prop, a gimmick, not your one true love.
She won’t be the one you pick
whenit comespush comes to shove.
As Laken continues reading the lyrics I wrote while jealous about the attention Bella was bestowing him, I watch his face for any clues.
He gives nothing away. Not a single hint.
He keeps his thoughts locked up tighter than a vault until his eyes lock with mine.
The pride in them gives him away.
“This is good, Nicole. Real good.”
I wait for a “but.”
It regretfully shows up only seconds later. “But…” I could kill him for the delay. “Aren’t you writing this from the wrong perspective?” When I peer up at him, confused, he works to ease it. “If your creativity comes from your life…”—he flicks through my songbook—“which this screams is the case, why is she jealous? Why aren’t you writing about how he feels watching her with him? And how it tears him to shreds knowing he can’t have her like that. You make it seem as if the jealousy is one-sided and only coming from her.” His eyes pop before he throws open my bedside table drawer and rummages through the limited items inside.
“What are you looking for?” I ask when his frustrated groan rumbles through both our chests.
“A pen and a piece of paper,” Laken replies, still hunting.
Shockingly, I snatch my songbook and favorite pen before thrusting them into his chest.
You’d swear I’d given him the key to my heart when he asks, “Are you sure?”
The fact he seeks permission weakens my hesitation in an instant.
When I nod, his grin stops my heart before he plops his backside onto the bed beside me. “This could be a perfect duet.”
After mouthing the lyrics I penned for the start of the song, he commences jotting down his own set.
I act disinterested because it
is the only way I can survive…
Watching you with him kills me,
I’m not gonna lie…
The smiles you once gave me
made me believe I was alive…
Now I’m struggling to find a way to thrive…
I don’t want you to be a prop,
a gimmick, or the one who got away…
I want you to be the only woman
