“Those women don’t mean shit compared to you, Rania. Consider them gone. Give me another chance, and I promise there will be only you.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard that promise before.”
“Stop. Please give us one chance to talk. I won’t push. After one dinner, if you never want to see me again, I will honor your decision.”
I let out a long breath. “Okay, one dinner Owen. We can meet up on Saturday night. Where do you want to meet?”
“No, I will pick you up at seven at your aunt’s place.” Owen gives me an enigmatic smile. My stomach flip-flops from the happiness in his green eyes.
“Okay, but remember it’s just to talk and nothing else.”
“Of course,” he agrees and pulls me into a tight embrace before I can stop him.
I shrug from his embrace before I have the chance to relish in his smell and strength. “Go,” I say, stepping away from him to open the office door. “I need to get back to work.”
“Sure thing, sweetheart.” Owen gives me a wink before sauntering out the door.
I follow him at a slower pace and watch him exit the café.
Damn it, why didn’t I remain adamant and just say no to Owen?
You know why, my inner voice scolds me. It’s because you never stopped loving the man… not even once.
I keep as busy as I can for the rest of the day in hopes of keeping thoughts of Owen at bay.