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“What’s up?” He looks over at me. Admiration shines bright through his light hazel eyes.
“When do you leave to go back to New York?”
“Could be a couple of weeks or months. This company is playing hardball with things. Laying on the paperwork.”
“Doesn’t it all stress you out?” I can hear the uncertainty in his voice when he talks about his work.
“Work? Yeah, but it’s normal. However, everything else doesn’t make it seem so bad.”
I nod, understanding what he means.
“Can I ask you something?” he inquires.
“Sure.” I nod. His eyes stay locked on mine.
“You haven’t asked me what we are. Is this something you think about?”
“I’ve thought about it. But I don’t want to pressure you. I don’t want to think more of things, especially if we both are not on the same page,” I explain. “It’s been a pleasure being with you these past few weeks. I’m apprehensive about popping that balloon and watching everything shatter.”
Victor rubs my foot that is on his lap. A moan escapes when he digs his knuckle into my arch. At first it was slightly painful, but then there was this release of pressure. My body instantly relaxes as his hands continue to work their magic.
“I can understand that. Do you want more?” He asks.
“More?” I groan.
“Like an official status.” He is tiptoeing around with words.
“Oh my, my, my. Are you asking to go steady?” I tease. I watch the slightest blush crawl up his face.
“Nope! Forget about it.” He laughs it off.
“No, can’t let you off the hook that easily.” I nudge my foot into his leg a bit. “This coming from the man who said relationships are messy and complicated!”
“You are a royal pain in my ass.”
I giggle, watching him squirm. “Oh, man. Why the seriousness? What’s going on in that big brain of yours?”
“Just, I’m not seeing anyone else…”
“I know. You are always with me. I’m not complaining.”
He shakes his head, smiling. “Don’t girls need that status title?”
“Maybe, but we’re having an honest and realistic talk here?”
His perfect lips tip up with a genuine smile. “Have you ever been one to sugarcoat things?”
“Okay.” I sigh, unsure of how he’s going to take my response. “But you are planning on leaving.” I’ve thought about those words before, but it hurts far more than I ever thought. He’s going to be leaving.
“How do you feel about that?” His voice dips with worry.
There is no turning back now. We are having that talk now. Releasing my foot, he lies next to me in the sand. He took my hand and threaded his fingers in mine as we continued this uncomfortable conversation.
“Thankful for the time we have had together. Feeling good for the first time in my life. It’s nice having someone and something to look forward to at the end of the day.”
“I feel the same,” he agrees.
“And at the most… sad,” I say, as his eyes meet mine and he looks confused. “Sad, because even with all the incredible times and moments we have, all the laughing and super sexy moments, the reality is you are leaving. You are leaving just like everyone—”
