Page 32 of Make You Miss Me

“Again, it’s something I’ve been thinking about more lately. Even though I love Masqued and the escape it provided me, I regret not applying to fashion school.Working there just doesn’t feel the same anymore.” He doesn’t have to know it’s because I no longer feel anonymous there. Gio’s men are closing in.I can feel it.

“I get that. So, what are you thinking then?”

“Honestly, there’s a program at a college in Manhattan that I was considering applying to.They have a great fashion design program. I just need to get my portfolio together.” I just hope it’s something I can pursue even with my impending nuptials.

“I’m proud of you babe. If your designs are anything like the costume at Masqued, they’d be fools not to accept you,” he says, settling the anxious bubble forming in my gut.

I lean over to place a kiss on his lips. He always knows exactly the right words to say to make me feel better.

Damn, I’m falling for this man.

Shit!I am so screwed.

Needing to change the subject immediately I ask, “So what about you? Have you always wanted to be a doctor?”

Through our countless texting, this is something he has mentioned quite a few times, making sure I know he will be attending NYU in the fall.

“Yeah, I’ve dreamt of it ever since I was a kid.My dad is a surgeon, and my brother has a private practice in Manhattan. Well, at least I think he does.”

I give him a puzzled look.

“Let’s just say I think he’s taken on a specific clientele and we’ll leave it at that.”

I don’t question any further because he doesn’t push me for explanations either, and I want to show him the same respect.

“That’s awesome. I’m proud of you for pursuing your dreams. Do you know what field you want to go into?”

“I’m not sure just yet, but I’m leaning more towards surgery.”

We fall into silence after that, watching the remaining glow of the sun disappear beyond the horizon.

Trent takes our entwined hands and lifts the back of mine to his lips,kissing so gently it almost brings tears to my eyes. His gaze locks with mine.

“You know, I never gave fate a second thought either, not until seeing you here at my house five months after the club. Before that, I thought of you every night... I was so mad when little details started to fade, but the feeling, the immediate connection, never went away.” I can’t take my eyes off him when he’s being so candid like this.

“Then that night of the party, I felt it again while staring at a little blonde vixen dancing around my living room. I thought maybe she would be the one to finally take my mind off Maggie and then it was you. How can we not believe in fate at this point?”

My phone buzzes with a text. Not wanting to disrupt our moment, I ignore it.The air around us is thick with lust and maybe even something I’m not yet ready to discuss…

He takes the back of my neck into his palm and kisses me deeply.I immediately wrap my arms around his shoulders to get closer.Our tongues tangle together in a feverishly erotic way, making me throb with need once again.

I don’t think I could ever get tired of the way he makes me feel, mind, body, and soul.

His phone starts to ring, forcing us to break apart. He growls in frustration and excuses himself while he answers it.

“Yo!” he barks into the phone.

“Really man…”

“All right, chill the fuck out. Hold on, let me ask.”

He turns to me, muting the phone.

“It’s G, Lottie’s buzzed and wants to go to the boardwalk’s amusement park and since it’s one of your last nights here, she wants to know if we would like to meet them there?”

I contemplate for a moment. I would like to spend some more alone time with Trent, but a double date at the boardwalk does sound like a lot of fun.

“Don’t worry, you’re sleeping over at my spot tonight, so we will still have our time,” he adds, knowing I’m conflicted.How does he always know?

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