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Authors: Jodie Larson
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your brain in this situation and normally it wouldn’t let you down. Just don’t silence your heart, because it also knows what’s best for you.
“Do you know how long I fought my feelings for Chris? Years. And it sucks I wasted all that time fighting them because he is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Yes, we fight. Yes, I’ve gone weeks without speaking to him outside of work because of something stupid we’ve said to each other. But at the end of it all, we belong together. He’s the only man who has ever made me feel so alive and so helpless at the same time.”
Right now, I know that feeling all too well. I’m helpless to stop my attraction to Andrew, I know this. But my brain is telling me logic should prevail and logically, given the information at hand, it just wouldn’t work out between us.
“Tell me what to do Kara? I feel lost and alone and I don’t want to go back to the girl I was before I met Andrew. But I hurt. Every day I hurt because Andrew isn’t here. And this morning when Michael helped me, it was the first time in a few days that the pain was manageable, even if it was only for a second.”
“All I’m saying is to keep an open mind. I’m glad you made a friend in Michael. But don’t forget what could still be out there waiting for you. And you can start by actually talking to the poor man.”
Kara hands me my notepad and favorite pen as we walk back to her office. “I’ll try, but I may need a few more days. It still hurts.”
She nods her head and grabs her laptop. “Then it’ll take a few days. As long as you try. That’s all I’m asking.” We start walking toward the conference room until she suddenly stops in her tracks, remembering something from before. “Wait, did you say you got stuck in your car door this morning?”
I laugh and drag her back down the hallway. “Don’t ask. It was embarrassing to live through the first time around.”
“Oh, now I need to hear the story. You can’t dangle that carrot in front of me and not expect me to bite.”
We laugh as we enter the room. Chris is already sitting at the table in front of the TV we use for video conferencing.
“Christopher,” Kara purrs, sliding into the seat next to him. He rolls his eyes and places his hand beneath the table onto her leg. I’m not sure what he does, nor do I want to know, but whatever it is made her almost jump entirely out of her seat with a squeal of delight. I take my seat next to Kara and open my notebook.
“Okay ladies, are we all set?” Chris asks, opening his own notebook and clicking a few buttons on his computer, bringing the TV to life. Kara never told me what the meeting was for, so just to be on the safe side I find a clean sheet of paper but still feel unprepared.
The murmuring of voices on the TV suddenly get louder and I freeze. My breath catches in my throat and I try to swallow. I know those voices. Slowly, I turn my head to Kara, who gives me a sideways, unapologetic glance. Sly little witch. She mouths “you’re welcome” to me and I feel my cheeks reddening by the second.
I try to keep my eyes cast down, for I know what I’ll see if I look at the screen. But I can’t very well sit on a conference call and not make eye contact with everyone. Biting the bullet, I raise my head slowly, finding three very familiar faces in front of me. Two of them are smiling brightly, but the third, the one sitting directly in front of me, is the one that makes me stop breathing again. He looks horrible. Well, not entirely awful. He’s still gorgeous to me, but he looks ragged and worn out. Dark circles rim his tired blue eyes and his generally well-styled hair is more of a mess than usual. Those beautiful full lips that I’ve felt on almost every inch of my body are turned down at the corners, causing the ache in my chest to expand to an almost painful level.
There’s a delay in the video feed but as I take him in, fully take in his beauty after not seeing him
“Do you know how long I fought my feelings for Chris? Years. And it sucks I wasted all that time fighting them because he is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Yes, we fight. Yes, I’ve gone weeks without speaking to him outside of work because of something stupid we’ve said to each other. But at the end of it all, we belong together. He’s the only man who has ever made me feel so alive and so helpless at the same time.”
Right now, I know that feeling all too well. I’m helpless to stop my attraction to Andrew, I know this. But my brain is telling me logic should prevail and logically, given the information at hand, it just wouldn’t work out between us.
“Tell me what to do Kara? I feel lost and alone and I don’t want to go back to the girl I was before I met Andrew. But I hurt. Every day I hurt because Andrew isn’t here. And this morning when Michael helped me, it was the first time in a few days that the pain was manageable, even if it was only for a second.”
“All I’m saying is to keep an open mind. I’m glad you made a friend in Michael. But don’t forget what could still be out there waiting for you. And you can start by actually talking to the poor man.”
Kara hands me my notepad and favorite pen as we walk back to her office. “I’ll try, but I may need a few more days. It still hurts.”
She nods her head and grabs her laptop. “Then it’ll take a few days. As long as you try. That’s all I’m asking.” We start walking toward the conference room until she suddenly stops in her tracks, remembering something from before. “Wait, did you say you got stuck in your car door this morning?”
I laugh and drag her back down the hallway. “Don’t ask. It was embarrassing to live through the first time around.”
“Oh, now I need to hear the story. You can’t dangle that carrot in front of me and not expect me to bite.”
We laugh as we enter the room. Chris is already sitting at the table in front of the TV we use for video conferencing.
“Christopher,” Kara purrs, sliding into the seat next to him. He rolls his eyes and places his hand beneath the table onto her leg. I’m not sure what he does, nor do I want to know, but whatever it is made her almost jump entirely out of her seat with a squeal of delight. I take my seat next to Kara and open my notebook.
“Okay ladies, are we all set?” Chris asks, opening his own notebook and clicking a few buttons on his computer, bringing the TV to life. Kara never told me what the meeting was for, so just to be on the safe side I find a clean sheet of paper but still feel unprepared.
The murmuring of voices on the TV suddenly get louder and I freeze. My breath catches in my throat and I try to swallow. I know those voices. Slowly, I turn my head to Kara, who gives me a sideways, unapologetic glance. Sly little witch. She mouths “you’re welcome” to me and I feel my cheeks reddening by the second.
I try to keep my eyes cast down, for I know what I’ll see if I look at the screen. But I can’t very well sit on a conference call and not make eye contact with everyone. Biting the bullet, I raise my head slowly, finding three very familiar faces in front of me. Two of them are smiling brightly, but the third, the one sitting directly in front of me, is the one that makes me stop breathing again. He looks horrible. Well, not entirely awful. He’s still gorgeous to me, but he looks ragged and worn out. Dark circles rim his tired blue eyes and his generally well-styled hair is more of a mess than usual. Those beautiful full lips that I’ve felt on almost every inch of my body are turned down at the corners, causing the ache in my chest to expand to an almost painful level.
There’s a delay in the video feed but as I take him in, fully take in his beauty after not seeing him
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