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Finally, my phone vibrated.
I didn’t want you to worry.
I smiled sadly. This was the type of stuff I wanted him to share with me. But before I could type a reply he wrote another message, changing the topic.
How was the studio tour?
Amazing. It really blew me away.
So, when do you start? Lol
I haven’t signed anything yet, don’t worry.
I’m about to head back to Gaynor. Can I come to your place? Might be there late.
Yes. Come over.
I smiled.
Don’t wait up for me.
I wont.
I can’t wait to climb into bed and wrap you up in my arms.
I miss you too.
Feeling soothed, I stood up, ready to get back to my man as quickly as possible.
It only verified the fact that I would never be able to move to LA without him. Naomi was right though. It was strange of me to think about inviting him when we had been together for such a short amount of time. It seemed like living together properly would be the better next step. Maybe I could commute? Or come back on weekends?
I started to laugh as I made it slowly through the city because it suddenly hit me that we had never even made things official between us. By the time I was pulling onto the number five, I resolved to change that.
I would make it clear how much Jaime meant to me, and if he wasn’t into any of the quick ideas I’d formed, we’d come up with a new one together.
CHAPTER21
JAIME
It was probablyselfish to want Ethan to get home as quickly as possible. He’d had a really long day and probably wanted to go home for a change of clothes or something, but I wanted as much time with him as possible before he decided on the inevitable.
At about seven-thirty, I managed to get Evie into her bed, after a bath and a bottle. After that, I sat in front of the TV, watching random cooking shows while I waited for Ethan.
He’d told me to go to bed ahead of him, since he knew I tended to pass out early since Evie interrupted my sleep and sleeping in past five wasn’t always a guarantee. I wanted to wait up a bit longer though. I wanted to greet him with a kiss and hear all about his day. Even though I was worried about what it would mean for us, I was still excited for him. To support or encourage him in any way on this journey made me feel like I was helping his legacy. Whenever he spoke about his work, it was with tenderness and love, and the thought of him reaching more people was touching. If anyone deserved it, he did.
But that didn’t mean I wouldn’t take every moment I could with him until then.
I sighed, silently berating myself for being so selfish but unable to deny it. I wanted Ethan’s sole attention on me. Screw Mr. McIntosh.
As though the universe was ready to deliver, a soft knock sounded on my door.
I’d told him I left the door unlocked for him, but maybe he didn’t get the message.
Grinning, I jumped to my feet, excitement to see Ethan making my pulse flutter. God, I had it bad.
I eagerly pulled the door open to greet him.
My gaze met someone else’s.
