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"Yes, no problem."
"I'll connect you so you can work directly together."
"Yes, that would speed things up." Down, Calla. Stop being snarky.
We spent a few minutes in silence as Dom sent me Vic's contact. I looked out the window as I sipped on my coffee.
I could see Dom still wanted to talk about something. He was shifting a little restlessly.
"Calla."
"Yes?"
"There's something else I need to talk to you about."
"Yes?" Geez. Can't I say anything more?
"It's about us."
Oh, shit.
He continued. "I've been thinking about us and, I don't know how to say this…"
"Just say it."
"I think I want more than you can give me."
There it was.
"Okay." What else could I say?
"But don't worry. Nothing is going to happen to your job. You're doing an excellent job. I'll be away soon, so you can focus on doing what you need to do, and I'm sure you're going to be okay."
Don't cry. Don't cry.
Dom put his hand on mine. "I wasn't lying when I said I thought I loved you. But life is bigger than us at this moment, and I need to focus on that. If I'm leaving for this trip, I just need more. I can't explain why, but I need to own my feelings and own what I need."
"I understand." But I didn't. He said he would wait for me.
"I have loved every minute with you and there's no one else, but I think this is for the best."
There was someone else. Work.
And how could he decide what was 'for the best'? Don't I get a say in this?
But it was clear that he had made up his mind and I just had to accept it.
"I know we can be professionals at the office, and please know that I do care about you. Don't hesitate to ask me when you need things and I'll do the same."
I just nodded.
He looked at his watch and groaned. "I'm sorry. I have to get back to the clinic. Walkarounds are starting soon at the hospital."
"Yes, I understand. You go ahead. I'll just take a few moments by myself."
He put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a squeeze. And then I just watched his gorgeous ass walk away from me, back to the clinic.
I let a few tears fall when he was out of sight. If he had just given me a chance to say something.
