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“Ms. Bartholomay?”
I’m almost tempted to tell him not to let Pierre in, but curiosity gets the best of me.
“Let him in.”
Quickly, I change from my skimpy gown into a T-shirt and jeans. I hurry to the living room when I hear the doorbell. A little gasp falls from my throat when I see that it’s indeed Pierre. His glossy black hair is pulled back from his face. His topaz-blue eyes rake me from head to toe. Dressed in a gray silk shirt and black trousers and shoes, he’s still as handsome as I remember him, but the usual stirrings upon seeing him are long gone.
“Giselle! You look amazing as usual!” he says in his baritone voice and tries to throw his arms around me, but I step back.
“What are you doing here, Pierre? What do you want?” I probe coldly.
“Aww, come on, Gigi. Please don’t be like this.” He runs a hand across his clean-shaven jaw. “We haven’t seen each other in months. The least you can do is let me into your apartment.”
Wary of eavesdropping neighbors, I move sideways for him to come in.
“Wow. This is a lovely apartment you have here,” he mentions as he strolls into the living room.
Folding my arms across my chest, I ask, “How did you come to know about it?”
He slowly turns around. “Tu manques, Giselle. You have missed me too,oui?”
“No. Now tell me what you want.” My patience is beginning to run thin as I remember the cold way he told me he couldn’t commit to me and wanted an open relationship.
My lips part when he drops to his knees, places his palms together, and regards me with soulful eyes.
“Gigi, I’ve been miserable without you. I realized what a terrible mistake I made by letting you go. Please say you’ll give me a second chance,oui?”
At first, shock has me immobilized, and then I close my eyes, thinking this must be all a dream. Maybe I fell asleep on my bed while thinking about Miles. But when I open them, my ex-boyfriend is still kneeling before me. How on Earth he believes I would find that attractive is beyond me.
“Please, Gigi, say you’ll come back with me to Paris. Let us start anew. I’m no longer afraid of commitment. I thought with one failed marriage, I dare not venture into another. But I can’t live without you, Gigi. I love you. We’ll do whatever you want from now on. Take me back.”
I push away from the door, still amazed by his actions and words. Something must be up with him to have flown all the way here to tell me these lies. Does he need to get married to acquire a promotion? I remember how ambitious he used to be . . . or possibly still is. So, he thought of desperate Giselle who wants to get married and flew across the ocean to get me back into his life? How pathetic!
“Stand up, please. You are embarrassing yourself.”
He winces and slowly pushes to his feet.
“It’s over between Francine and me. It never really started anyway. Like I told you, she came on strong, and in a moment of weakness, I fell.”
What a flimsy excuse.
“I’m so sorry I cheated on you and put you through so much heartache. I never knew Francine would go bragging about it. It was a one-off thing, which I greatly regret to this day.”
I nearly tell him to go to hell for his lies and all the pain he put me through, but I don’t want him to think I still care about him.
“I’m flattered that you came all the way here to try to win me back, but it’s too late. I’m no longer interested in a relationship with you. We can be friends if you want.”
His shoulders slump and his puppy dog eyes become more prominent, but I’m not moved.
“I’m sorry you came here for nothing. You have to leave now. I wouldn’t want my brother to meet you here.”
Gabriel had been raving mad when he heard what Pierre had done to me. I don’t trust my older brother not to act protectively by punching Pierre for daring to show his face here.
“Is there someone else?”
There would have been if he had the courage to ask me for a relationship.
“It doesn’t matter if there’s another man in my life or not. The bottom line is that we can never be together again. Please respect my decision and go.”
