Meet Me Halfway

Brett took a seat on the edge of the mattress, and a moment later his fingers drifted across Daisy's cheek. "How did you sleep?"

"I missed you." She replied. "Is that coffee for me?" She asked as the smell of coffee wafted through her nostrils.

"If you’re a good girl, then yes."

Her eyes popped open. "But you like me being a bad girl." He smiled.

"I like you being a bad girl when you're with me, Daisy. Now, tell me about this show you were talking about."

"It's a quick show. Ray is myself and Ugo's friend. His band is having a show right here in Fairview and he sent Ugo some tickets. That’s all I know. Do you want to go?"

"The mayor's cousin." Brett murmured. "The one that couldn't wait for you to step away from me at the fundraiser. He even had a dance with you." He added.

"Can't you just forget certain things?"

Brett shook his head. "Not when it has to do with you."

"So, do you want to go?" Daisy asked again.

"It’s not a question of whether I want to go. If you’re going, so am I.