Mended Affections (The Affections Series Book 2) by Elizabeth Wills Page B
Authors: Elizabeth Wills
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Both of her hands reach to wrap around my wrist.
I shake my head, no. "I want you happy."
A smile tugs at her lips, causing her eyes to crinkle slightly at the corners. "I know I made it seem like you're just a best friend to me since you returned, and we worked through our mess, but I've never stopped loving you. It's just hard to figure out how to get back to that, especially when I feel so much guilt over loving you. Dalton talked to me every day about moving on and living life without him. I hated it. Still do, but there was one thing he said that sticks with me and gives me hope."
"Oh, yeah, what's that?" I ask.
She pulls my hands away from her neck, holding them in her lap. "I was so afraid to have Max, because I didn't know how I would be able to love two kids, just the same. I feared I didn't have enough love to go around, but he always told me," she takes a hard swallow and continues, "Love is endless, expandable, it's the one thing that you have control of possessing. You get to choose how much you have, and your heart grows when you need it to, fitting all of that love inside. Love is also the only thing that you can control how far away from you it is felt. If you love someone enough, it never goes away."
There is such truth to these words. Our love has never changed, we may have lost each other for a while, but here we are. I love her just as much as I did in the past. She is the one person I've never been able to forget, and while she loved Dalton, she loves me too. I feel the bed shift, and before I realize what's happening, Rea is straddling my lap. The warmth of her body against mine causes my heart to race, and a chill to break out over my skin. What I wouldn't give to run my hands over every inch of her. I've been so lonely over the years, but she's slowly making her way back to me. It's funny how I waited for what felt like an eternity, back when we were kids, to show her my true intentions with her, and here we are again, I'm trying to patiently wait for the right time to jump back in. I was much more patient back then, but I've had a taste of what we can be together, and I want that back.
"He hadn't said it for a long time, but once he became sick, he started to talk about it again. When I thought my heart would shrivel up and die right along with him, he would remind me that my heart would continue to grow and love far," she whispers, and wraps her arms around my neck. "I thought he was just trying to tell me we would continue to love one another, even when he was gone, but I'm starting to realize it was his way of reminding me that I can love both of you."
I place my hands at her waist, fighting the urge to pull her hips closer to me. "My heart has always been full of you, Rea. Do you think you could?"
"Could what?" She asks.
"Make room to love both of us? Make room to love me like you used to?" My words come out weak, in fear of what her answer might be.
"I hope so. At first I didn't think I would be able to move on, but then one night I realized, I moved on from the loss of love before. I can do it again; especially if we can find what we used to have, then the fight will be worth it. I just worry. What will the boys think?" Rea meets my eyes, and the wrinkled skin of her forehead gives away her anxiety of telling the boys.
I love those boys. I know we can work past guiding them into a family where Reagan and I are together. Shit, they handled finding out Dylan is my son. If they made it through that, then they can make it through this. Not much will change, except for the amount of happiness and joy that will be felt in our home.
I can't fight the urge anymore, and pull Rea's hips until they are flush with mine. "For just a minute, can we pretend like everything is perfect? I really need to feel those soft lips, Rea."
She doesn't respond with words. I watch as she takes in what I've said. Her bottom lip slips between her teeth, and her tongue glides across to moisten the area I can't
I shake my head, no. "I want you happy."
A smile tugs at her lips, causing her eyes to crinkle slightly at the corners. "I know I made it seem like you're just a best friend to me since you returned, and we worked through our mess, but I've never stopped loving you. It's just hard to figure out how to get back to that, especially when I feel so much guilt over loving you. Dalton talked to me every day about moving on and living life without him. I hated it. Still do, but there was one thing he said that sticks with me and gives me hope."
"Oh, yeah, what's that?" I ask.
She pulls my hands away from her neck, holding them in her lap. "I was so afraid to have Max, because I didn't know how I would be able to love two kids, just the same. I feared I didn't have enough love to go around, but he always told me," she takes a hard swallow and continues, "Love is endless, expandable, it's the one thing that you have control of possessing. You get to choose how much you have, and your heart grows when you need it to, fitting all of that love inside. Love is also the only thing that you can control how far away from you it is felt. If you love someone enough, it never goes away."
There is such truth to these words. Our love has never changed, we may have lost each other for a while, but here we are. I love her just as much as I did in the past. She is the one person I've never been able to forget, and while she loved Dalton, she loves me too. I feel the bed shift, and before I realize what's happening, Rea is straddling my lap. The warmth of her body against mine causes my heart to race, and a chill to break out over my skin. What I wouldn't give to run my hands over every inch of her. I've been so lonely over the years, but she's slowly making her way back to me. It's funny how I waited for what felt like an eternity, back when we were kids, to show her my true intentions with her, and here we are again, I'm trying to patiently wait for the right time to jump back in. I was much more patient back then, but I've had a taste of what we can be together, and I want that back.
"He hadn't said it for a long time, but once he became sick, he started to talk about it again. When I thought my heart would shrivel up and die right along with him, he would remind me that my heart would continue to grow and love far," she whispers, and wraps her arms around my neck. "I thought he was just trying to tell me we would continue to love one another, even when he was gone, but I'm starting to realize it was his way of reminding me that I can love both of you."
I place my hands at her waist, fighting the urge to pull her hips closer to me. "My heart has always been full of you, Rea. Do you think you could?"
"Could what?" She asks.
"Make room to love both of us? Make room to love me like you used to?" My words come out weak, in fear of what her answer might be.
"I hope so. At first I didn't think I would be able to move on, but then one night I realized, I moved on from the loss of love before. I can do it again; especially if we can find what we used to have, then the fight will be worth it. I just worry. What will the boys think?" Rea meets my eyes, and the wrinkled skin of her forehead gives away her anxiety of telling the boys.
I love those boys. I know we can work past guiding them into a family where Reagan and I are together. Shit, they handled finding out Dylan is my son. If they made it through that, then they can make it through this. Not much will change, except for the amount of happiness and joy that will be felt in our home.
I can't fight the urge anymore, and pull Rea's hips until they are flush with mine. "For just a minute, can we pretend like everything is perfect? I really need to feel those soft lips, Rea."
She doesn't respond with words. I watch as she takes in what I've said. Her bottom lip slips between her teeth, and her tongue glides across to moisten the area I can't
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