I chuckled, "Of course."
"Nobody loves you like I love ya baby," he teased, Jumping back down off the counter he pulled me into a hug.
"Take a chance, Low."
"What do I do? I told him no," I mumbled into Cage's shoulder.
"I've seen the guy, Low. Walk up to him and say you love him. You changed your mind. You want to give it another go.
I can promise you he won't argue with you." I leaned back and stared up at Cage. "You think?"
"I know."
"Okay. I guess I'll text him to meet me somewhere."
"That sounds like a really good idea."
Cage started to turn around and walk away but I reached out and grabbed his arm to stop him. "Cage?" He let me pull him back with his trademark wicked grin firmly in place, "Yes?"
"Why're you doing this?"
"Doing what?"
I put one hand on my hip and cocked an eyebrow. He knew good and well what I was talking about. "Why're you all for me talking to Marcus, giving him another chance? Weren't you planning on marrying me eventually? I'd think this screws up your ten year plan."
Cage chuckled and draped an arm over my shoulders, "I guess it does kinda mess up my well thought out future but the thing is, Marcus makes you happy. He can love you in ways I can't. I'm all kinds of f**ked up, Low. You and I both know I'd never make a good husband," he grimaced at the word and I couldn't help but giggle.
"Oh, I'm well aware you'd make a horrible husband but I'm just a little surprised you think someone else is good enough for me."
"I never said Marcus was good enough for you. Don't go getting all carried away. All I said was he made you happy and I think if anyone could love you as much as I do it'd be Marcus. He's so love sick when it comes to you baby it's kinda pathetic to watch."
I hoped he was right.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Marcus
"I want to talk to you. Could you come over to the apartment?"
I stared at the text from Will ow. Standing outside the apartment door again I had a horrible case of deja vu. Last time I'd come here she'd completely dashed every dream I'd ever had. Now I was back. I raised my hand to knock and I froze. Did I want to do this? Could I take much more of this? If she had decided we didn't need to be around each other at all until I learned to control my need to profess my love for her I might go jump off a damn bridge. No. She wouldn't do that. I was being as dramatic as a damn girl.
My knuckles hit the smooth wood and it was done. I was here.
The door opened almost immediately and Will ow stood there smiling nervously.
"You came," she said. I could hear the relief in her voice.
Had she really thought I'd turn her down?
"You ask. I come."
She chewed on her bottom lip and I looked away. I couldn't think about her lips.
"Come in. Do you want a drink?"
She was wringing her hands and biting her lips, Will ow was nervous.
"No. I'm good."
I wanted to get on with this. Our combined nervous energy was driving me crazy. I wanted to grab her and reassure her. But I couldn't. Not anymore.
"Oh." She looked around and then back at me.
"Okay well then would you mind sitting down?" This was getting more fascinating by the second. I walked over and sank down onto the worn couch where so many of my favorite moments with Will ow had taken place.
my favorite moments with Will ow had taken place.
"You gonna sit?" I asked as she paced a few times shooting nervous glances my way..
"Uh, no, don't think I can."
Okay.
"Low, what's this about?"
She stopped and stood directly in front of me with the coffee table between us.
"I love you." My heart almost stopped beating in my chest.
She hadn't spoken those words since the last time I held her in my arms.
"And you did leave me. But... but you came back. No one's ever come back. They leave me and that's it. They want to leave me. You didn't. And you came back." I wanted to stand up and reach across the table and jerk her into my arms but I wasn't sure I could stand up just yet. I needed to hear everything she had to say.
"Yes, I came back. My heart never left you."
"I miss you."
This time I stood up and walked around the table.
"I miss you. Every second of every day," I whispered. Her eyes followed me until I was inches from her.
"I trust you."
I needed more than that.
"You trust me," I repeated.
She nodded and her hand came up and caressed the side of my arm.
"I want to try again."
Those were the words I needed to hear.
Willow
His mouth was on mine before I could respond. I gasped in surprise and his tongue took advantage of it and tangled with mine. Tasting everywhere. I gripped the hair on the back of his head as he pulled me up, hard against him.
Then we were on the couch. His mouth left mine and he began raining kisses all over my face and down my neck.
He told me how much he loved me over and over again as he ran his hands down my back cupping my butt and tucking me up against him.
Moaning into his mouth I nibbled and tasted every smooth inch of his mouth. I felt my shirt begin to lift as Marcus fingers brushed against my skin.
"Lift your arm," his demand was needy. I didn't argue. I lifted my arms and my shirt was ripped off my body, and then Marcus's hands were back on my face kissing me. His hands slowly traveled down my neck and traced my collar bone. I moaned in frustration. Then his hands covered my bra. I cried out from the sensation. The front clasp came undone and my bra fell away, slipping down my arms.