Page 90 of His Heart

I tucked my hair behind my ear and nodded. “I don’t know what I believe about what happens to us after we die. But I wonder if he can see me, you know? Sometimes I almost feel him. Like he’s here, in a way. Maybe it’s just my imagination.”

“No, I do too,” she said. “Not all the time. But once in a while, he pops into my head out of nowhere. I always wonder if that’s his way of saying he’s still with us.”

A sudden rush of emotion hit me and I blinked back tears. “But, if he can see me, what must he think? It’s one thing for me to move on. But O, Sebastian isn’t just some guy I met. He has…”

“Liam’s heart,” she said, her voice soft. “I know. I’m not gonna lie, it’s a little weird. And maybe kind of morbid if you think about it too hard. But it’s obvious you really care about him.”

I nodded. “I did love Liam, you know that. But this is different. I don’t know if I can explain it. Liam was comfortable. Like a cozy blanket. But Sebastian is…”

“Like a triple shot, don’t hold the whipped cream, melt your panties off orgasm?”

“Yes, exactly,” I said. “Everything with him is like life on steroids. I didn’t know it could be like this.”

She smiled. “Then let go of the guilt. Sebastian is good for you. Let yourself be happy.”

As if on cue, he knocked on the door. I got up to answer, my tummy filled with the sudden rush I always got when he was near. Sparks and tingles of excitement mingling with arousal. My body awakening to his presence. I opened the door and his smile warmed me like the sun.

“Hey,” I said.

“Hi, beautiful.”

He brushed the hair back from my face and kissed me. And there was nothing wrong with any of it.

---