Tonight may simply change issues between Harper and me, and I can’t wait to carry her in my arms.
Chapter 22
Harper
What the hell was I pondering?
That’s the issue, I wasn’t pondering. All I do know is I miss my husband. It’s okay doing issues collectively and performing like mates, however he’s my husband, and he’s caught by me all through all the things. A variety of males would have run away on the first hurdle, however not my Drew.
I maintain my telephone. I can see that Drew has seen my message, however he hasn’t replied. Possibly he doesn’t really feel the identical for me anymore. Possibly I’m clutching at straws making an attempt to maintain him in my life. These ideas simply make me indignant with myself as a result of he’s on an evening out, for crying out loud. He doesn’t must be texting me each minute.
This is the reason struggling together with your psychological well being is tough. It’s like having a satan on one shoulder saying do it, however then the angel on the opposite shoulder is saying don’t do it. Then you find yourself in a tailspin, questioning who’s proper.
My telephone pings, and I leap out of my pores and skin. I used to be too busy arguing with myself to recollect I had my telephone in my hand.
Drew: Open the door.
I sit ahead in mattress, my coronary heart is racing, my palms shake, and I climb away from bed on unsteady toes. I look down at my pyjamas and realise I’ve essentially the most ridiculous Disney PJs on. So bloody flattering.
Urgh. It’s Drew. He has seen me in worse. A lot worse.
I’m performing like I’m a young person over again, creeping alongside the hall and down the steps. I can see Drew’s reflection by means of the entrance door, and I can’t assist however smile. I take just a few deep breaths out and in till I really feel a bit of extra steady and in a position to string a sentence collectively.
I open the door and our eyes meet. I really feel ridiculous for even doubting Drew’s love for me, for having nerves about letting him in. He’s my husband.
“Hello,” he whispers, and I giggle. “Sshhh!” He holds his finger over his lips.
“You do realise we don’t should sneak round anymore, proper?” I roll my eyes.
“The place would the enjoyable in that be? Now, prepared the ground, princess.”
I maintain out my hand for him and he threads his fingers by means of mine. It’s like my entire physique sings Hallelujah.
I don’t really feel like I stroll again to my room, I float, I fly, however I don’t stroll. It’s solely when the door closes that I realise that is the primary time Drew has been on this bed room for years.
“It is like deja vu standing right here.” He appears round on the posters and shakes his head. “You’ve at all times had poor style in music.”
I haven’t actually paid consideration to the Backstreet Boys and Westlife posters which can be nonetheless plastered on my partitions. However now that I’m, it makes my coronary heart soar with the love of boybands over again. I’m glad my mum was too sentimental to redecorate after I left dwelling. It’s a bit of little bit of nostalgia in right here for me.
“Don’t dis the music, buster.” And similar to that, the ice is damaged between us. “It’s higher than Bon Jovi.”
He holds his hand over his chest like I’ve pained him. Tipsy Drew has at all times been enjoyable to be round. I at all times hear individuals saying they hate their companions after they’re drunk as a result of they are often obnoxious and excessive, however not Drew. He is a cheerful drunk.
“I hope you don’t thoughts me exhibiting up right here tonight.”
I shake my head and attempt to fold my hair behind my ear, however it’s all pulled up on the highest of my head in a messy bun. Yeah, actual clean, Harper.
“I’m glad you got here.”
Drew steps in direction of me and runs his palms by means of my hair till the bun stops him from going any additional.
“I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you.” He pulls me into his chest and holds me shut. It isn’t what I believed he was going to do, and it definitely isn’t what my physique was craving both, however he’s a gentleman. I pull again, loosen his palms from my hair, pull up on my tiptoes, and kiss him. I don’t half-heartedly kiss him. He must know I imply enterprise.
“Babe.” He pulls again breathlessly. “We don’t want to do that. I’m joyful simply holding you.”
“I…” I look down and attempt to step away, however Drew catches me.
“Inform me what you want.”
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