Page 34 of Eternally Yours
It’s almost midnight when I finally make it to my bed. I’m exhausted and sore all over. Tonight was a success; everything went off without a hitch. The event was still in motion when I left, but Eleonor assured me I could head home and that everything was under control. I didn’t argue hard; my bed was calling me.
Me
Just wanted to let you know I just got home. The night went perfect, but I’m exhausted, and you’re most likely asleep. We’ll talk tomorrow. Good night, Silas xxx
Big Guy
My superstar, sweet dreams, Minnie.
~ The Next Day ~
I blink my eyes awake, feeling like the dead and wishing I could stay in bed.Caffeine will be my drug of choice for the day.With energy I don’t quite feel, I force myself out of bed and get ready for work.
When 11:00 a.m. hits and no gift from Silas has shown up, I start feeling a little saddened. And by 12:30 p.m., I’d say my disappointment is showing plenty given the pitying looks that Emma keeps giving me every time she glances into my office.
I try to shut it out and focus on work, but it’s impossible. I’m not upset about the gift. I don’t need him to buy me things. What’s really bothering me is that he hasn’t texted me yet. He usuallyalwayswishes me good morning, but not today. And even when I messaged him, he didn’t respond.
What if he’s already lost interest...?
It’s one in the afternoon when movement outside my office catches my attention. I look up and notice everyone standing by their office doors or cubicles, staring toward the elevators. I get up from my chair and step out of my office.
I’m just about to ask what’s going on when Emma grabs me by the arm. “OH... MY... GOD...” She’s not looking at me, she’s looking off in the same direction as everyone else. Her eyes are filled with shock, and...is that excitement?
Completely confused, I turn to see what’s causing such a disturbance, and then I see it.
Silas, he’s here.Walking straight toward me with a... gigantic teddy bear. And I mean,GIGANTIC. The thing seems to be as tall as him. It’s wearing a hockey jersey with the number nineteen on the back that I’m guessing is his number.
Jesus! I don’t even know his jersey number! That probably makes me a bad girlfriend. WAIT! No, not girlfriend. Slow down, Cecilia.
When he finally reaches me, he drops the bear against the glass wall of my office and scoops me up in his arms. My own go to his neck as my legs instinctively wrap around his waist as if they’ve been doing it for years. One hand squeezes my ass while the other slips into my hair as he cradles the back of my head.I’ve missed this man.
His face nuzzles into my neck while I feel him take a big inhale of my scent, followed by a deep sigh. “Fuck, I’ve missed you, Minnie.”
We stay in our embrace for what feels like forever until he reluctantly puts me down. His hands don’t let go of my waist, and mine stay rested on his chest. “Hey, baby.” One side of his mouth lifts, giving that beautiful side smile that makes my ovaries go crazy on display.
“Hey, Big Guy.” We simply stand there, gazing into each other’s eyes, lost in our moment.
Reality finally sets back in as I look around, noticing everyone staring at us. And I mean...everyone, including my boss.
“Silas, what are you doing here?” I take a step back to get a better look at him and...0h my...he looks delicious.
He wears his usual white sneakers, black ripped jeans, and a gray sweatshirt with the sleeves pushed back, exposing his mouth-watering forearms. But the best part is the baseball cap. The backwards cap sits on his head with curled locks falling out the closure hole.
Fuck me, I think I just got pregnant. He’s a walking wet dream.
“Delivering your gift. I thought I’d bring this one in person.” He winks. His hand comes up to caress my cheek. “You didn’t think I forgot, did you?”
I close my eyes, enjoying his touch and lowering my head as I admit the truth. “Maybe...”
His hand leaves my cheek and comes down to my chin, placing it between his index finger and thumb as he brings my head back up. “Look at me.” His words are spoken delicately and softly, yet they feel dominant and demanding.
I open my eyes and let him see the emotions coursing through my body, the fear that he was already done with me. “I could never forget you,” he says, and I know he’s telling the truth. I can feel it in my bones.
In that moment, all I want to do is kiss him, but we have an audience, and it’s not how I want our first kiss to play out. My throat clogs and my stomach somersaults, and all I can do is smile at him, afraid my voice will betray me.
“But there’s another reason why I wanted to come in person. I have something to ask you.”
“Yes?” I ask excitedly.
