but I don’t want you to go back. I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay here and see where this leads. Is there any chance at all that I can convince you to stay? I know it’s a huge risk, but I promise you won’t be disappointed. Just stay and give us a chance.”
Chapter Twenty-four
Amelia
Oh. My. God. Did he really just say what I think he said? He is watching me to see what I do. What am I supposed to tell him?
“Myles, thank you for being honest with me. I’m not sure what to say. I felt the same way when we first met and I really like you too. I know this is crazy. We have only known each other for a few days and now you want me to give up everything that I know and just move down here with you. This is all just happening so fast.”
Myles squeezes my hand. “Yes, I know this is crazy. Amelia, I began to have feelings for you in less than two days. I can’t get enough of you. I can’t keep my hands off you — except right now and that’s only because you’re so burnt.” I laugh a little, trying to lighten the tension in the room. “I think you feel the same way. We are both scared of not knowing where this is going, but isn’t it worth the risk? I see it in your eyes. I can see it in your facial expressions, your body language, and the way you act when I’m around. I know this is a huge step. It’s a step I wouldn’t even consider mentioning if I didn’t believe it in my heart. I know I fucked up, big time, but all I am asking is that you think about it. Give me a chance to make it up to you. Can you promise me you will at least think about it?”
Can I seriously be considering this? Sure, I can promise to think about it, but that doesn’t mean I am going to do it. Do I want to do it? Do I want to move here to be with him?
“Okay Myles. I promise to think about it on one condition?”
“Name it. Whatever it is, just say it.” He says with a smile on his face.
“I’m still pissed, but I will promise to think about it if you can go to the kitchen and get me something to eat and drink. I am starving.”
I didn’t think his smile could get any bigger, but it did. If I could move, I would lean forward and hug him.
“I would love to go get you something. Do you want anything particular?” He asks, standing up, heading towards the door.
“I don’t care. I could even go for a PB&J. It really doesn’t matter to me. If it’s food, I will eat it. And just some water to drink please.”
“Okay, I will go get us something to eat. I will be back in a few.” He says, walking out the door and down the hall.
Holy shit . What am I going to do? I know I am definitely going to have to discuss this with Jamie. I know I really like him, but am I ready to move? I only promised him that I would think about it.
Wasn’t I was just telling Jamie the other day that I was ready to move? Maybe now would be a good time to follow through with that. Shit! Shit! Shit! I can’t even think straight right now.
I’m not sure how long I sat there lost in my own thoughts, but Myles comes back through the door carrying a tray with some food. Thank God. He brings it over to the nightstand and then sits on the bed beside me.
“Thank you, Myles. Whatever it is, thank you.”
“I went through the fridge to see what I could find. I found everything to make a chef salad. I hope that’s okay,” he asks, handing me my salad. “I wasn’t sure what dressing you liked so I grabbed what you had.” He said raising up a ranch and French, shaking them from side to side.
“Ranch, please. Always ranch. I put ranch on everything.”
“Good to know. Here you go.” Myles takes off the cap and hands me the bottle of ranch and then puts some on his salad after I am done. “So, I already know you guys went to the beach today, did you do anything else?”
“No, the beach was pretty much it. After we both woke up, Jamie said I looked a ‘little’ pink. Pink doesn’t even begin to describe what I look
Chapter Twenty-four
Amelia
Oh. My. God. Did he really just say what I think he said? He is watching me to see what I do. What am I supposed to tell him?
“Myles, thank you for being honest with me. I’m not sure what to say. I felt the same way when we first met and I really like you too. I know this is crazy. We have only known each other for a few days and now you want me to give up everything that I know and just move down here with you. This is all just happening so fast.”
Myles squeezes my hand. “Yes, I know this is crazy. Amelia, I began to have feelings for you in less than two days. I can’t get enough of you. I can’t keep my hands off you — except right now and that’s only because you’re so burnt.” I laugh a little, trying to lighten the tension in the room. “I think you feel the same way. We are both scared of not knowing where this is going, but isn’t it worth the risk? I see it in your eyes. I can see it in your facial expressions, your body language, and the way you act when I’m around. I know this is a huge step. It’s a step I wouldn’t even consider mentioning if I didn’t believe it in my heart. I know I fucked up, big time, but all I am asking is that you think about it. Give me a chance to make it up to you. Can you promise me you will at least think about it?”
Can I seriously be considering this? Sure, I can promise to think about it, but that doesn’t mean I am going to do it. Do I want to do it? Do I want to move here to be with him?
“Okay Myles. I promise to think about it on one condition?”
“Name it. Whatever it is, just say it.” He says with a smile on his face.
“I’m still pissed, but I will promise to think about it if you can go to the kitchen and get me something to eat and drink. I am starving.”
I didn’t think his smile could get any bigger, but it did. If I could move, I would lean forward and hug him.
“I would love to go get you something. Do you want anything particular?” He asks, standing up, heading towards the door.
“I don’t care. I could even go for a PB&J. It really doesn’t matter to me. If it’s food, I will eat it. And just some water to drink please.”
“Okay, I will go get us something to eat. I will be back in a few.” He says, walking out the door and down the hall.
Holy shit . What am I going to do? I know I am definitely going to have to discuss this with Jamie. I know I really like him, but am I ready to move? I only promised him that I would think about it.
Wasn’t I was just telling Jamie the other day that I was ready to move? Maybe now would be a good time to follow through with that. Shit! Shit! Shit! I can’t even think straight right now.
I’m not sure how long I sat there lost in my own thoughts, but Myles comes back through the door carrying a tray with some food. Thank God. He brings it over to the nightstand and then sits on the bed beside me.
“Thank you, Myles. Whatever it is, thank you.”
“I went through the fridge to see what I could find. I found everything to make a chef salad. I hope that’s okay,” he asks, handing me my salad. “I wasn’t sure what dressing you liked so I grabbed what you had.” He said raising up a ranch and French, shaking them from side to side.
“Ranch, please. Always ranch. I put ranch on everything.”
“Good to know. Here you go.” Myles takes off the cap and hands me the bottle of ranch and then puts some on his salad after I am done. “So, I already know you guys went to the beach today, did you do anything else?”
“No, the beach was pretty much it. After we both woke up, Jamie said I looked a ‘little’ pink. Pink doesn’t even begin to describe what I look
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