ear, “there’s something that I didn’t do right last night.” He smiled before placing a forkful of scrambled eggs into his mouth. “Are you feeling sore?”
“A little,” I admitted. “It’s been a while.”
“How long?”
“Four years.” I nodded, keeping my eyes on my breakfast. “Maybe four and a half.” I added.
“What!” Blake replied. “How is that even possible?”
Turning my head towards him, I felt my face glow with embarrassment. “Oh, it’s possible; believe me.”
“What I mean is” – he placed his fork down and rubbed his stubble frantically – “you’re stunning. I mean look at you.”
“You don’t sleep with people just because they look good, Blake.” My eyes widened. “Do you?”
“What? No!” he replied. “I just find it hard to believe that you haven’t met anyone in that amount of time, that’s all.”
“I came out of a bad relationship,” I said quickly. “Something happened, and it frightened me so much that I decided I would never date again. Before that relationship, every single man I had ever dated cheated on me, every single one. So relationships were already doomed for me, and then four years ago, not only did I get cheated on—” I stopped, realizing I was about to spill my entire history to Blake already. I wasn’t ready for that just yet. “—let’s just say that over the years I discovered a theory that I am yet to have proved wrong.”
“And that theory is?” Blake asked carefully.
Turning to face him, I said, “There is no such thing as happiness without pain.”
“That’s deep,” he said quietly.
“It’s also true,” I said, standing and heading over to the bin with my breakfast.
“Have I upset you?” Blake asked carefully.
“No,” I said, turning back to Blake. “I just try not to let myself feel too happy, because as soon as I do, something happens to take that happiness away.”
“Well, I will make it my mission to prove you wrong,” he said, as though it were the easiest thing in the world.
“It’s already happened twice since I met you, Blake,” I admitted.
Blake stood and walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “When?”
“At the party,” I said. “I was so happy when you asked me out to dinner, but then I got the phone call from my mum, happiness and then pain.” Blake attempted to speak, but I cut him off. “And then when I came back from London and you were standing right there” – I nodded to the hallway – “I was so, so happy. Then your phone rang and I found out about Sara happiness, followed by pain again. Do you see?”
“I can see how you would associate the two, yes,” he admitted.
“I’m petrified, Blake, because right now I am happy – happier than I have been in a long time. I’m on tenterhooks, just waiting for the pain.”
Blake pulled my mouth to his and kissed me gently, slowly stroking his tongue against mine over and over before pulling away and looking deep into my eyes.
“How about if I make you the promise that I will make sure you get that happiness and there will be no pain.”
I smiled. “You want to prove my theory wrong?”
“I will prove your theory wrong,” he said, placing his lips to my nose.
“I hope so,” I replied quietly.
My audition had managed to slip my mind. With Blake gone for a few hours, I ran through my lines again but found it impossible to think of anything other than Blake. So, giving up, I decided to call Mum.
Without divulging too much information about how we had spent our night, I told Mum that Blake and I were now together. She understood that I felt nervous but assured me that Blake could help me feel complete again.
It made me smile; she didn’t even know him.
I then tried to call Cooper. He hadn’t been jogging all week; nor had he returned any of my calls or messages. He had obviously only been acting polite to me when he said our kiss would cause no awkwardness between us. That was one
“A little,” I admitted. “It’s been a while.”
“How long?”
“Four years.” I nodded, keeping my eyes on my breakfast. “Maybe four and a half.” I added.
“What!” Blake replied. “How is that even possible?”
Turning my head towards him, I felt my face glow with embarrassment. “Oh, it’s possible; believe me.”
“What I mean is” – he placed his fork down and rubbed his stubble frantically – “you’re stunning. I mean look at you.”
“You don’t sleep with people just because they look good, Blake.” My eyes widened. “Do you?”
“What? No!” he replied. “I just find it hard to believe that you haven’t met anyone in that amount of time, that’s all.”
“I came out of a bad relationship,” I said quickly. “Something happened, and it frightened me so much that I decided I would never date again. Before that relationship, every single man I had ever dated cheated on me, every single one. So relationships were already doomed for me, and then four years ago, not only did I get cheated on—” I stopped, realizing I was about to spill my entire history to Blake already. I wasn’t ready for that just yet. “—let’s just say that over the years I discovered a theory that I am yet to have proved wrong.”
“And that theory is?” Blake asked carefully.
Turning to face him, I said, “There is no such thing as happiness without pain.”
“That’s deep,” he said quietly.
“It’s also true,” I said, standing and heading over to the bin with my breakfast.
“Have I upset you?” Blake asked carefully.
“No,” I said, turning back to Blake. “I just try not to let myself feel too happy, because as soon as I do, something happens to take that happiness away.”
“Well, I will make it my mission to prove you wrong,” he said, as though it were the easiest thing in the world.
“It’s already happened twice since I met you, Blake,” I admitted.
Blake stood and walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “When?”
“At the party,” I said. “I was so happy when you asked me out to dinner, but then I got the phone call from my mum, happiness and then pain.” Blake attempted to speak, but I cut him off. “And then when I came back from London and you were standing right there” – I nodded to the hallway – “I was so, so happy. Then your phone rang and I found out about Sara happiness, followed by pain again. Do you see?”
“I can see how you would associate the two, yes,” he admitted.
“I’m petrified, Blake, because right now I am happy – happier than I have been in a long time. I’m on tenterhooks, just waiting for the pain.”
Blake pulled my mouth to his and kissed me gently, slowly stroking his tongue against mine over and over before pulling away and looking deep into my eyes.
“How about if I make you the promise that I will make sure you get that happiness and there will be no pain.”
I smiled. “You want to prove my theory wrong?”
“I will prove your theory wrong,” he said, placing his lips to my nose.
“I hope so,” I replied quietly.
My audition had managed to slip my mind. With Blake gone for a few hours, I ran through my lines again but found it impossible to think of anything other than Blake. So, giving up, I decided to call Mum.
Without divulging too much information about how we had spent our night, I told Mum that Blake and I were now together. She understood that I felt nervous but assured me that Blake could help me feel complete again.
It made me smile; she didn’t even know him.
I then tried to call Cooper. He hadn’t been jogging all week; nor had he returned any of my calls or messages. He had obviously only been acting polite to me when he said our kiss would cause no awkwardness between us. That was one
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