A Little Bit Married

Your Absence

"Thank you," Gray said, the humour and lightness he had taken that phone call with now nothing but a far-fetched dream.

I probably shouldn't have ever let him take that call. I should have told him these words. I should have held him tight. I should have used that opportunity.

"Is something wrong?"

"Nothing you should worry your pretty little head about. Where were we?"

I bit down on my lips. "I won't worry about what it is, but I am worried about you. Are you okay, Gray?"

He gave a small smile. "This feels very nice." He chuckled to himself, then slowly pushed up my cheeks. "I love your smile, Angeline."

I nodded. He was trying hard to change the subject, and I don't know which would be crueler. Let him change the subject or force him to talk to me?

I sighed, closing my eyes. I am a fool for him, and even though I was worried for him, I knew he would hate it if I tried to force it.

"Is there anything about me that you do not love?"

Maybe not the brightest question, but certainly one I am genuinely curious about. Is there something about him that could make him slowly fall out of love with me? Seek comfort in the arms of another woman? Withdraw?

He nodded slowly, his hands playing around with my hair. I felt my heart sink to my feet, my lips parting.

"I..."

"Your absence. With all of my heart, I loathe all of the time that I have to spend without you."

I let out a shaky breath as he smiled. "You scared me."

"I am sorry," he whispered, kissing my forehead. "Let me get ready."

I nodded, and with a quick peck on my cheek, he walked away.