Page 63 of Love Me In Color

“Okay…I forgive you. But you need to promise you won’t do it again. I want to earn her decisions on my own, not because you and Amelia have a personal relationship and you have a soft spot for me.”

“I have more than a soft spot for you,” he cupped my face and leaned to plant a kiss on me.

“Parker!” I exclaimed against his lips. “Promise me!”

“I promise, princess.”

He laughed before drawing me in for that kiss.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Friday morning.

Twenty-two days left.

The week had battered me. Three more weeks of Project Porcelain. Everything was wrapping up, and we were preparing for the final release. The only kink in my plan was that Amelia had not been at the office since Wednesday, and I wanted to back out of the mailed samples in person. They would be in on Monday, and I intended to tell her then.

Gabby, Nathaniel, and I had a late dinner last night after Nathaniel, and I had been up late preparing a presentation for a potential client he was visiting next week. I was also hogging all the time I could living with Gabby before she moved in with him. We had spent almost every afternoon together, watching movies and hanging out like we used to.

I was taking today off since it was the only day I refused to work every year. Sometimes, I still found myself on my laptop, but I intended to watch movies alone while everyone was at work. The blinds in my room were open, and the sunlight started seeping into my room. I rubbed my eyes. My mascara from yesterday came off on the side of my hand.

I loved getting the natural light in my room first thing in the morning, but I didn’t appreciate it much today. It was still early, but there was no chance I would be going back to bed, so I finished opening up my drapes.

Suddenly, part of the world came alive in front of me.

I blinked more times than I could count before convincing myself that this wasn’t a dream. The view outside my window never seemed as lively and vibrant as it was right now. The few bright white clouds contrasting against the sky made my eyes tear up.

I ran to Gabby’s bedroom door. Typically, I would burst in, but I knew Nathaniel was in there, and that was an image I didn’t need.

“Gabby!” I pounded on the door. “Gabby! Open the door!”

I heard stirring on the other side, and her door flew open. She ran out in Nathaniel’s t-shirt, panic written on her face.

“What happened?! Are you okay!?”

I wrapped my hand around her bony wrist and pulled her towards our balcony. I shoved the sliding door open, and we stepped outside. The day had already started heating up. She looked at me, confused and concerned that I had lost my mind. Nathaniel dragged behind us in pajama pants, trying to wake up.

“It’s not even eight, and you have the day off. You better be dying,” he rubbed his eyes.

“I’ve always been told that the sky is blue, right?” I turned towards them. They nodded, confused. “The sky is blue!”

“Okay?” Nathaniel asked slowly. Gabby cocked her head.

“The car parked by the pharmacy downstairs is blue!” I pointed at the car across the street. It was a dark blue minivan.

“Wait…” Gabby started to catch on.

I ran inside. I rummaged through our basket of blankets. Surely one of them was blue.

“This blanket is blue!” I held up the plush blanket in the air.

“No way!”

I picked up my mug from last night’s hot chocolate sitting on the table. “The handle of this mug is blue. It’s hideous, and we should get rid of it, but it’s blue!”

“You can see blue!” Gabby screamed. “You can see a color!”

“I can see blue!”

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