He said something in Spanish.
Eli is heartbroken, I said. You two seemed great together. Why don’t you return to him?Adelle blew out a breath. I told him that I needed some time apart. I didn’t tell him that I had stopped loving him. I do still love him. It just didn’t seem fair to him to stay with him even while I was having these feelings for you. It felt like I was deceiving him, even cheating on him somehow. It was dishonest. Before I can move back in with him, I need to sort myself out.
I nodded. That makes sense, I suppose. But I do hope that you will return to him.She reached into her pocket and pulled out a tissue, wiping a tear that had spilled down her cheek. Then she gave me a watery smile.Well, I’m glad you came by. It was good to talk. I-I can’t pretend that I don’t still hold feelings for you, but somehow it feels like a weight off my chest that we are no longer hiding things.
I agree. I stood up. And I hope after all this, we’ll be able to resume our friendship even if it never becomes anything more than that.She nodded, standing up too. I headed for the door and opened it. I stepped down onto the porch, looking up at her once more. We held each other’s gaze for a few moments. Then she stepped down, touched my forearm and planted a chaste kiss on my cheek.
My heart hammered against my chest, whatever blood I possessed rushing to my cheeks.
Adelle’s cheeks also grew rosy. I hope you didn’t mind. I’ve just wanted to do that for the longest time.I’ll let you borrow my old-fashioned bar of soap, though. It’s coming your way. Sound good?
She giggled as she pulled open the door, and then her mouth drew into a straight line when her gaze clashed with mine. She had on a fuzzy pink bathrobe and my eyes darted to the area above her breasts, where the terrycloth parted, and then down to the tightly drawn sash. Was she naked beneath that wrap? I couldn’t help imagining what she’d do if I suddenly leaned forward and untied that knot.Thanks, she said. I saw her swallow roughly at my inspection. I’ll also bring home a thing or two for your bathroom.
Will it smell like you? The words tumbled from my mouth before I could stop them.Her nostrils flared briefly as her eyes zoned in on my lips and then flitted away. Wou . . . would that be a good thing?