Page 5 of David's Love

You want to have everything in the beginning.

The hungrier you are for life, the more you want it.

And then you accomplish what you want, although not without a price.

You gain some, then lose some, but overall you get everything you want and some.

I have, for sure.

And then…

I suck in a long breath, my stare blank over the night view of the city.

Then, you get used to it and can’t imagine life any other way.

Life is still good, but you need less. You want less.

And you chase down the most rare things.

Having this conversation with Gavin just shone a light on my past life. My great, flashy, glamorous, satisfying life. I wouldn’t change anything about it.

But then, the question is…

Why am I thinking more about leaning back against her couch, watching her shed her robe and drink me in with lustful eyes, than being here in New York?

Why am I concerned with whether she’s safe?

Whether she’s locked the door, and her neighborhood is not riddled with crazies?

Why is it that what Julie said has gained a new meaning?

Do I really need a different kind of woman in my life?

And is Elizabeth that woman?

My question is rhetorical at best. I wouldn’t think about these things if she weren’t meaningful to me.

“Yeah… Sure,” Gavin murmurs behind me. “I don’t know. You have to talk to him. He has a new girl.”

My ears perk up just as my phone pings.

I reach inside my pocket and turn around to read Gavin’s face.

Palming his phone, he murmurs to me, “We were talking about you.”

I’m sure James is asking him who the new girl is.

My eyes go down to Elizabeth’s message, my attention still clinging to Gavin, the chatterbox.

You can’t win with these men, but funny enough, I’m not as annoyed as I thought I’d be.

Still, Elizabeth is mine, and mine alone. I won’t make a public statement now, so I have them in the audience.

The evenings spent at her place wouldn’t be the same if their scrutiny hovered over our heads.

I read her message, and my focus shatters.

It’s something about her having guests at her house.

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