Page 13 of Nothing Even Matters
All I Ask of You
It was like they fell back into a rhythm and the separation never occurred at all.
As Eli laid on the sofa watching sports, Faith scrolled through her IG feed. She briefly hopped onto Eli’s feed and was impressed by the newest designs he’d created for some celebrities and athletes. Rich colors like gold, magenta, and navy blue stood out in the floral arrangements of roses, hydrangeas, and succulents.
Softer colors like peach, light green, and white made weddings seem like a dream and whimsical. A few celebrities even tagged Eli, thanking him for his excellent customer service and the floral design.
After a quiet dinner, followed by one of the best tiramisu cheesecakes Faith ever had, the pair retreated to the living room. Eli made sure Faith was comfortable while he flipped through sports channels.
Then it was silence between them.
Faith was never really into sports and only went to games when Eli and his friends invited her. Whenever there was a game on, Eli either invited his brothers over or went over to one of their homes to watch it. It wasn’t Faith minded; she usually went shopping.
Now, she was alone with him and there was no resolution to their argument about her move.
“If you let me move with the kids, I’ll make sure you’ll get them every summer.” She promised.
“No,” Eli remained steadfast. “They’re not leaving New York.”
Faith put her phone away. “Why are you making this difficult? Is it because you’re jealous of Jeremy?”
“Don’t flatter yourself,” he quietly replied.
“Just admit it, Eli.” Faith turned to him. “You’re jealous of him. He has what you want.”
Eli softly shook his head. “He has nothing I want.” Even Eli knew that was a boldfaced lie. Jeremy had his woman. It was reason enough to punch him in the face.
Eli’s words stunned Faith and she swallowed the feelings that almost released in the form of bile. She felt her bottom lip quiver and she hurriedly blinked back tears of hurt, frustration, and pure defeat. He truly did not care about her anymore. “You mean that?”
Eli got up and went into the kitchen. “Why do you care?”
Faith received a text notification from Krista before she followed Eli into the kitchen.
I had a confrontation with Tony at his shop about you and Eli.
Faith perked up from receiving the text by Krista.Oh?
They’re still pissed about the allegations, Faye.
They can be pissed all they want. It actually happened. He did throw the vase and break down the door.
It happened before E.J. was even conceived, Faye. They lost twenty million dollars.
They what? Faith’s nose scrunched up. Twenty million? That’s an exaggeration.
I dunno. Tony seemed pretty serious about it. I don’t know him to be a liar, Faye.
I’m sure they’ve made that money back. He has no reason to still be angry.
Faye, it’s twenty million dollars. It’s not twenty dollars. It’s not even twenty cents.
Faith glanced over to Eli, who was drinking a glass of water. Damn, how did he become even more gorgeous within the past few minutes? Faith didn’t want to admit it, but a pissed-off Eli was pretty sexy to her, and she found herself softly biting her lip.
She sent a quick text to Krista: I’m over at Eli’s now. I’m trying to convince him to sign off on the move.
He’s not going to do it.
I’m trying to sell him on it. I think he will if I convince him.
