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“It’s not like that,” he says softly.
“What’s it like then?”
“You’re different.”
“Different how?”
“I can’t put it into words. But you make me feel things I haven’t felt before and you make me want to be better. For you.”
I roll my eyes. “Okay.” That sounds like a load of bull. “Well, thanks for calling to tell me that.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you.”
Ditto. “You should.”
“I can’t.”
Silence fills the void between us.
He breaks our stillness. “I’ve screwed up in the past. Had a lot of one-night stands and I’ve never had a relationship that’s lasted more than a couple of weeks. It’s never been right. No one has ever felt right. Until you, I was beginning to think something was wrong with me. I often feel like there is a tiny part of me missing. You know, with the whole mom abandonment thing?” He doesn’t let me answer but continues. “I don’t appear to be very good with matters of the heart. I’ve never been able to settle with anyone before. But then you came along and blindsided me. You’re everything I could ever want in a woman. You’re more than everything and my heart feels so fucking happy when I’m around you. But I leave in six weeks.” He pauses. “Why did you have to come along when you did? The cosmos is fucking with me.”
I think he’s talking more to himself now. “I meet a goddess of a woman, a fucking queen, who is funny, switched on, successful and smart, with an utterly banging hourglass, painfully perfect body, and she can’t be mine.” His voice gets louder with every passing word. He’s mad at our situation.
What a beautiful way to describe someone. Utterly banging hourglass, painfully perfect body.
The sweet things he says about me set off a kaleidoscope of butterflies in my lower belly.
I hear a dog barking through the phone at the same time Pom-pom barks. For a little thing he packs a punch on noise levels.
I hold my breath to listen. It’s only then I detect the faint whoosh of the ocean waves crashing in the distance.
Is he outside?
Throwing my comforter back, I leap out of the bed and peek through the gap in my curtains. Sure enough, he’s pacing back and forth outside my house in the dark. He looks frustrated and anxious, running his hands through his hair.
“I’m only here for six weeks, Violet. Why do you not live in Scotland or why was I not born here in your hometown, or why did I have to cross paths with you to begin with?” He lets out a humph noise as I watch him pick up a stone off the sidewalk and throw it angrily over the road. It disappears into the darkness on the beach. “Why did your father buy that fucking gym?” He’s not looking for me to answer. He’s frustrated at our fateful encounter. I’ve had the same thoughts myself.
He pulls his hair. “We live over five thousand miles apart. I know because I looked it up. I’m mad at myself for asking you out on a date tonight. All it’s done is made me want you more. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve never been like this with anyone before.”
I stay quiet.
I feel the same.
“Life is so unfair. I really liked you. I felt things for you.” He clasps his chest.
Liked?
He’s talking about us like we are in the past.
I wait a minute, then clear my throat. “I’m mad too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I met this perfect guy, who is simply gorgeous inside and out and would do anything to protect his heart and mine. But you forgot something.”
“What did I forget?” he says lowly.
I swiftly bounce down my three flights of stairs and run across the white-sparkled-tiled floor.
