I place a cup of coffee on Julia's desk and collapse into the chair across from her, letting out a deep breath. "Long weekend?" she questions, bringing the coffee to her lips. "Perfect weekend. I didn't want it to end." I smile, thinking back to my time with Elliot. My boyfriend. "Oh?" Julia raises an eyebrow at me. I nod. "You remember that date I mentioned that I had brought to the wedding?" "Mhm? But I thought you said- –no insisted- –that they were just a friend," Julia hums, placing her coffee down. She leans forward, positioning her elbows on her desk, lacing her fingers together, and resting her chin on her hands. "Well... we're officially together. We've known each other for a couple of months now as... friends. And now-–" I grin, feeling like a school girl talking about her first crush. Julia squeals, she covers her mouth in embarrassment and peeks out of her office door. No one else has seemed to notice, unphased by her excitement. "Kris, that's amazing," she says i
I rest my hand on Elliot's thigh, my nails digging into the fabric of his pants as the plane takes off. I'm seated beside the window, hesitant to peek outside to watch the safety of solid ground disappear. Elliot sits in the middle seat beside me with, the aisle seat left empty. My stomach drops, my breathing picks up speed. The plane roars as it lurches upwards. You're fine, Kristine. You're fine. Dying a slow painful death by falling from the sky isn't that likely, right? Elliot chuckles as if reading the irrational thoughts racing through my mind. He pats my hand before prying it from his leg and lacing his fingers with mine. His thumb traces in circles over the top of my hand, my skin tingles at his touch. "Not a fan of planes?" Elliot teases. I shoot him an annoyed look and scrunch my nose. "What gave it away?" Elliot leans over and kisses my temple. I close my eyes and take in a shuddering breath, biting the inside of my lip. I rest my head on his shoulder, he places his c
"You know... I don't think I want to go back home tomorrow." I laugh, folding up some of my clothes and placing back into my bag. The last day and a half has flown by. We spent the majority of our Saturday at a local park with Raymond, Allison, and the kids. Ending the evening with a dinner in the city with Elliot's parents. "Weekends here go by too quickly." Elliot agrees. I nod and change into my pajamas, tying my hair up in a bun on the top of my head. Elliot walks up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, his nose nuzzling the back of my head. "I told you that you would be completely fine with my family. They really like you." He murmurs. I rest my arms on top of his and lean back against him. "I'd take them over my family any day." Elliot laughs and spins me around, lightly caressing my face. He's quiet for a moment before his lips twist into a mischievous smile. "I think everyone is asleep." He whispers. "
"You're here in one piece, so I assume the weekend went well,." Julia teases, sitting down in my office. For it being early on a Monday morning, she's as stunning as ever. Her fair, blonde hair is tied into a tidy bun on top of her head, eyes bright and defined with mascara dragged through her lashes. She taps her wedding ring against the ceramic mug in her hands, waiting for me to share the more intimate details of my weekend away. "You know, it went a lot better than I anticipated. I'm glad you encouraged me to go." I smile at her as I unpack my work bags. "But," I raise a finger at her. "I am not going to tell you that you were right." "I still can't believe you two are together, It's taking me some time to process this." She rolls her eyes and laughs. "But you two seem like a good pair, I thought so right at the beginning." "Oh trust me, I'm still processing too." I scoff. "But, I don't know, something about it just seems right." I shrug. "It's like he knows me and understands
I lay on top of Elliot in stunned silence, pretending to be asleep despite my eyes being t wide open. I try to keep my breathing steady, but my heart races. His words echo in my head. He's falling in love with me? Do I say it back? Am I ready to say it back? Fuck. My phone begins to ring on the table, the vibration against the wood makes me flinch. I take in a deep breath, acting as if the call had woken me up. I reach for it and see Kate's name on the screen. "I'll be right back," I tell Elliot as I ease myself off of his warm body. I enter my bedroom. Closing the door behind me, I answer the call. "Kristine! Oh my god! Are you okay? What the hell happened?" Kate shouts. "Slow down, what? What are you talking about?" I sit down on my bed and run my fingers through my hair. "There's a video of you on the fucking news. They're saying that some maniac showed up at the county office. The clip that's circling around shows some guy throwing a bottle of booze at the officers, while
"Six months is a big deal, Kristine," Kate says, dropping down onto the couch beside me. "Did you ever imagine you'd be here six months later after anonymously hooking up and then having a friends with benefits arrangement?" She laughs, taking a sip from her wine glass. Honestly, no one could have expected this. "I don't want to make a 'big deal' out of it and make it awkward. It's only been six months." I shrug. It's been half a year with Elliot in my life and I cherish each and every moment of it, despite having a hard time admitting it. In all honesty, I'm still scared of what could happen, what he could do to hurt me. I love Elliot and I love who I've become when I'm with him. The nightmares are few and far between, I'm excelling at work because I have someone who supports my career, and for once, my mother has nothing to criticize about my love life. I'm significantly happier, it's something that everyone can see. But from time to time I feel myself pulling back, afraid to le
Elliot rises from the chair across from me, fixing his tie and brushing crumbs from his suit jacket. He lets out a sigh and looks down at me and I know that our office lunch date has come to an end. "I should be getting back to the office," he says. I pout and nod. "I know but I don't want you to." Elliot gives me a sad smile. "If I had my way, neither of us would be at work today." He leans over my desk, giving me a quick peck on the lips. "But I'll see you tomorrow for dinner with Kate." "I'm looking forward to it." I hum. Elliot tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear and turns to leave. I watch as he exits the office, admiring his long strides and firm backside. I drag my bottom lip through my teeth, thinking about what he looks like under that suit. That's all mine. Once he's out of sight I slump in my seat and cross my arms over my chest, looking at his empty seat on the other side of my desk. I never thought I would be this girl, sad and disappointed when I wasn't spendi
I take the train to Kate's apartment, not wanting to be alone at home. I use the spare key and let myself inside. I find her asleep,, sprawled out beneath the blankets in her bed in the back corner of the studio apartment, realizing the time, I remember she had worked third shift last night at the hospital. I feel bad waking her but I don't know what else to do. I drop my belongings on the couch and crawl into bed with her, snuggling up in the blankets. She rolls over and yawns. "Kris?" she mutters without opening her eyes. "What are you doing here?" I sniff, trying to hold back more tears. "I—we—" my voice wavers. Kate opens her eyes and says firmly, "Kristine? what's going on?" "First fight." I groan, covering my face with her blankets. "He was a complete asshole and—Ugh!" Kate sighs and wraps her arms around me. She doesn't say anything, she just holds me while I cry. Time passes slowly as I calm myself down. My gasping breaths are beginning to balance out and the remnants of