Page 39 of Make You Miss Me

“You did it! You got into fashion school. I knew you could do it, no question! I’m so damn proud of you for going after it, baby. You are going to do big things.”

Man, it feels so good to have him in my corner and know he truly believes in me.He really is my person.

“Thank you for believing in me. Seeing how passionate you are about your goals really pushed me to go after my own.”

Before he can respond, someone calls out over the megaphone, telling the freshmen they need to be in their assigned areas within the next few minutes.

I take advantage of the little time we have, handing him the second piece of paper I have in my hand, except this one is in an envelope.

“Read this when you have the time, think on it and, well... the rest is up to you.” I can tell the envelope has thrown him off, so I lean up again to give him a peck on the lips.

“Go have a good orientation day, baby. It was so good to see your handsome face. I have missed you so much.”

Trent-

The saying “I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave” has never resonated with me quite like it does right now.Damn, my girl has the perfect ass.

I felt her the minute she walked up today, but I told myself that it was just my hope of being in New York and closer to her playing tricks on me.

I swear I think she got even more beautiful since the last time I saw her.

Just the sight of her brings out feelings that scare the shit out of me. And this envelope… I’m jittery just thinking about what’s inside it.

I know I can’t wait till lunch, so I make up an excuse to go to the bathroom and tell the upperclassmen in charge of my group that I will meet them at the next spot on our itinerary.

I can’t open the envelope fast enough. I’m fiending for it... I gotta know what the only addiction I’ve ever known left for me inside this white paper seal.

Trent,

It was never a question of missing you.

In fact, I missed you when you were a complete stranger to me after our first night together at Masqued.

Now that nagging feeling of missing you has turned into a constant need and want for you.

That brings me to why I’m writing this letter.

I’m going to ask something of you.

I’m going to be selfish a little while longer.

Friday nights, starting tonight, meet me at the W a few blocks from your school and spend the night with me.

It’s the one night a week I don’t have to answer to anyone.

Even though I want to with every fiber in my being, I can’t give you anything more at this time and you must agree not to ask that of me.

If by any chance my situation changes, you will be the first to know, but for now, this is all I can offer.

So, I want you to really think about this and if you would rather move forward with your life, I will completely understand.

I just want you to be happy, and I truly mean that.

If you do choose to meet me. Then my Friday nights are all yours to do with as you please. :)

Room 865 – 9 pm.

I want you…

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