Page 89 of Love Undecided
“I know, but not like this.” She moves to blow her nose, and it makes a loud honking noise, which makes her laugh. Before I know it, she's bent over in her chair laughing and crying at the same time, sounding almost hysterical. Sure that she's having some sort of mini breakdown, I move to her side of the table and pull her into my arms.
God, she feels good.
"It's okay, baby. It's going to be okay. Shhh. I'm here," I tell her. “It’s okay. I’m sorry.” I push her hair out of her face where it’s sticking to her tears. “You’re so beautiful, Kat.”
And then, even though I know it's wrong, and even though I know she probably won't reciprocate, I lean in and I kiss her.
But she opens for me and it feels amazing. I grab her head and deepen the kiss.
I've missed this.
I feel like everything is right in the world. In this one moment, my life is perfect.
“Brad?”
Kat pulls away from me. I look at her, but she's looking behind me. I stand and turn around.
Fuck.
Stacy.
What the fuck is she doing here?
“Aw, Stace... Shit...”
Stacy looks like she’s ready to cry, her eyes watering as they shift back and forth between Kat and me.
Perfect. Now I've made two women cry today.
“I... I was just going to see if you wanted to get dessert after your lunch," Stacy stutters. "I wanted to make sure you were okay. But I can see now you are fine... really... more than okay. I’m... I’m gonna go.”
And with that she turns and runs away.
“FUCK! I’ll be back.”
I turn to go after Stacy. Then realize if I do that, Kat will leave.
“Kat, don’t move!” I tell her.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
