Chapter 9: Goodbye

“So, do you have everything you need?” I asked Evan as we walked hand in hand to his departing gate.

“Everything except you,” he said, pulling me close. His hands rested on my waist as he stared lovingly into my eyes. “I wish you were coming with me. I can’t wait to be married to you and for our honeymoon—two weeks in Huawei,” he groaned with pleasure. “And the fact that we haven’t… you know, ever since you suggested we take a break form that so it would be special on our wedding night,” he cleared his throat.

I felt my cheeks flush. Evan was my first and longest relationship. My art had always consumed most of my time, leaving little room for anything else until my career refused to bloom from anything beyond the street. “Me too…” My voice trailed off as I pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.

The thought of moving to Los Angeles if he got the job there was both daunting and intriguing.

The idea of never having to live in the same city as Constantine again was incredibly appealing. I