Beau brushed away the tears that were spilling past my lashes, shifting onto his side and grasping my face in his hands. The warmth of him—of his comfort, his presence, his words—bled into my soul.
“It’s okay,” he murmured. I closed my eyes and nuzzled into the hand he had between my cheek and the bed. “You’re okay, Lea.” That deep voice, soft and low, filled me completely.
I thought maybe I should get my hormones checked, because the amount of crying I’d been doing lately was ridiculous.
When I opened my eyes again, Beau was still there, still holding me, and I wondered how, even after cutting him off, he could still put me before himself.
If that was love, I wasn’t sure I stood a chance.
24
BEAU
StarShine:
Nooo I’m so sorry BoBo :(
WhyNotBoth?:
f*ck that guy. I’ll take your love, BoBo. C’mere.
Me:
lol. Thanks but I’ll pass.
WhyNotBoth?:
ouch
StarShine:
Wait so are you not sleeping in his room anymore now that his sister’s gone? Are you guys just going back to the way it was?
Me:
I don’t know…she left this morning and he’s still at work. We haven’t talked about ityet.
Jackpot:
Hmm. I say you camp out. Dig your heels in and make a statement. Let him know you’re not gonna give up so easily, that you’re here to stay. BE LIKE THE DRIED CUM ON THE SHEETS OF HIS HEART.
StarShine:
omfg ew Jackie!!
WhyNotBoth?:
wait Beau what’s wrong with me?? I could make you so happy, boo.
Me:
Brian. Seriously? You’re not into guys.
WhyNotBoth?:
what’s that got to do with anything?
StarShine: