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outcome.
    I decide to help my mom out in the shop today, too distracted at the café. Plus, my mom isn’t bothered by someone being internal with their thoughts; she quietly waits until you’re ready to talk about it.
    I’m outside early and Vic seems taken back to find me there when he arrives.
    “Let’s go to your place,” he suggests.
    I agree, realizing we have yet to go to his.
    He surprises me by taking my hand in his, giving it a squeeze. I squeeze back and he brings it up, placing a kiss on top of mine.
    I can’t help but smile over at him. I see him look at me from the corner of his eye, and he slightly smiles back.
    Once inside my place he drags me to the couch, resting back on the armrest and laying his legs down the length of it. He has me between his legs so my back is resting against his chest.
    We lay for a while relaxing, his finger trailing along my collarbone, his mouth just above my ear. His rhythmic breaths help ease me.
    “I have to leave on a business trip,” he divulges, sounding hesitant.
    My voice remains detached, even though I’m feeling anything but that, “Yeah? When?”
    “Tomorrow.”
    I chew on the inside of my lip, “Oh.”
    He kisses the strands of my hair, “I don’t want to go. Not when you’re acting like this.”
    “I’m just embarrassed about last night,” I confess, not one to bottle my emotions.
    “I know. That’s why I don’t want to leave. I don’t want you thinking I’m going because of that.”
    I let out a faint chuckle, “Aren’t you?”
    “No.”
    I almost believe him.
    His arms wrap tightly around me, making me feel safe and warm, “It’s okay to feel that way.”
    I shift to look up at him, “Don’t you think it’s all happening too fast?”
    He looks down at me, rubbing his nose to mine, “No.”
    “I do.”
    “Why?”
    I shrug, not having a good answer.
    “The heart wants what it wants.”
    “How philosophical of you,” I tease, needing to lighten the mood.
    Our foreheads connect as he talks, “I’m very wise.”
    “When will you be back?”
    “About two weeks.”
    My heart sinks, heavy with sadness.
    “I won’t be able to call.”
    I nod as though I understand, “Can you tell me what you’re doing?”
    “An overdue visit.”
    “What for?”
    Vic kisses my forehead, “It doesn’t matter.” His accent comes out more heavily as his voice deepens, “I’m taking you upstairs.”
    He moves with me in his arms, going effortlessly up the stairs. Instead of us fucking, he takes his time, slow and sweet, finding out what areas of my body make me aroused, and I do the same to him. As Vic enters me, he does it gradually, eyes locked with mine the entire time. We make love and it’s without a doubt the most beautiful, memorable experience of my life.
    Vic leaves me early in the morning with a gentle kiss. I snuggle into the warmth of his empty spot, inhaling the pillow he used. The next two weeks are going to be torture.

 
     
     
    Chapter 10
     
    It’s been five days since Vic left and I’m physically aching from his absence. I’m frightened by it, as I am with everything that Vic is doing to me. I’ve preoccupied myself with the business, books, and silly girl time with Liza; being around her is always effortless and easy. I don’t mention to anybody how I’m anxiously waiting for Vic to get back, but Maya can tell; she knows me too well. She finds it amusing I’m so hung up on a guy, having always been so weird about dating and all the rules I believe should go with it.
    I grab two plates of food that are ready, almost dropping them when I turn around.
    Vic has just walked through the door, newspaper tucked under his arm as he strolls to his usual table.
    I try and compose myself, but it’s not working. Butterflies have transformed into humming birds, their wings flapping all over the place at a frenzied speed, my heart beating in excitement.
    Before Vic sits down he makes eye contact and my heart thumps right out. He