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“I’m a fucking idiot for hurting her. I should never have done that. It’s the last thing I wanted to happen. But I love her, and I want her to know how much I love her, and how sorry I am for what I did.”
He steps forward slightly, and his overly styled hair falls to one side as he narrows his eyes, looking straight down the barrel of the lens.
“I’m sorry, Brinley. I know I hurt you. And I’m so, so sorry. But I’ve fallen in love with you, and I don’t want to do this life without you.”
Heistalking about me.
I can’t breathe. I’m too stunned.
“I know it all happened really quickly and not under the best of circumstances. But I want you, Brinley Thomas. I want you today, tomorrow, forever. I want all my firsts with you. And I want all my lasts with you, too.”
His hand tightens around the microphone, and then his other hand slides over his bare chest, just above his heart and my gaze sharpens on the slightly raised, slightly pink skin near his left nipple.
The camera zooms in closer, and my bottom lip starts trembling with emotion. His finger traces the outline of what I’m guessing is his latest tattoo, a tiny Tinker Bell hovering right there, just above his heart.
“It’s permanent, Tink.” He smiles his gorgeous crooked, lopsided smile, and I know that smile is meant for me, and only me. “And so are you.”
I literally melt. I burst into tears, fluid and liquid, and I’m suddenly not at all able to think clearly.
“I love you, Brinley. And if there’s a small part of you that thinks you could possibly ever love me too… then… then go answer the fucking door, baby.”
Reed thanks the crowd and then the stage goes completely black. A heavy curtain falls in front of the stage and the fans are cheering like crazy for an encore. They’re chanting Reed’s name over and over again. Stomping their feet on the ground. Clapping and wailing for more. But I don’t hear any of it.
All I can hear is the sound of knocking and I sway slightly when I spin around and stare at my front door with wide eyes.
There’s another knock.
Disoriented, I stand slowly and walk toward the door. And when I open it, I almost fall straight back on my ass.
Oh god.He’s here.
How is this even possible?
Blinking to make sure I’m not imagining things, I hold my hand out, and Reed instantly slips his fingers through mine, bringing them to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of my hand. I don’t move. That would require some kind of brain function, and apparently I don’t have that right now.
“How, I… you were just…”
“We recorded that concert last night,” he explains quickly, not letting go of my hand. “In Florida. It was the last show of the tour. That’s why they filmed it, and they televised it today free to air. The other guys stayed in Miami, but I caught the first flight out of town this morning.”
“You did?”
“Yeah,” he says simply. “I’ve fucking missed you like crazy, Tink. I asked you to wait for me. And I don’t know if you’ve done that or if you’ve already moved on, but –”
“I waited, Reed.”
He rubs at his face with his free hand, his five o’clock shadow dark and scratchy. He exhales long and hard, like he’s been holding his breath for all these months, and now he’s finally releasing it.
“Really?” he says, coughing back tears.
“Yes. I haven’t been with anyone else. I don’t want anyone else. Can you say the same?”
He doesn’t even hesitate. “Absolutely. It’s you, Tink. That’s it for me.”
His forehead bunches up, and he looks back at me with such a serene look on his insanely handsome, overly-tired face that I grab on to his shirt with two fistfuls and bury my face against his chest. His lips slide into my hair, and he kisses my temple.
“I’m so sorry I put us through this,” he says, pulling me closer. “Please tell me we can try to work this out. I know this isn’t going to be easy. We both have a lot to work through, and we both have a lot of baggage. But I can’t do any of this without you. I don’t want to. I’m so fucking sorry I hurt you, Brinley. I love you. So damn much. Can you forgive me?”
I nod my head, wrapping my arms all the way around him, and I’m surprised we’re still upright with the way we’re clinging to each other so tightly. I’m so sick of fighting with him. I’m done with wasting time and trying to figure things out. I need him back in my life before I lose him forever.
