Chapter 1
When he had asked if she was alright, she told him about the voice mail, technically asking for his help. It was because she knew he cared, not asking to be polite or is just curious. He sat next to her, cautiously leaving space between them.
He pressed the play button, again, trying to not touch her hands. He was about to get up to give her privacy. But she didn't want privacy, she wanted him, if she was going to feel like he told her, she wanted to with him, as if she couldn't get through without him anymore. She wordlessly grabbed his hand next to her, telling him to stay.
"You okay?" he asks, smiling slightly, knowing perfectly well what her answer will be, but waiting for her to look at him, so that he could tell for sure
"Yeah," She said, sniffling the last of her sobs, she smiled, finally content with the closure she had gotten. She looked at her hand on his, and then looked up again, "Yeah, I am."
He looked at her affectionately, he gave her an endearing smile, as the look in her eyes assured him that she was finally really alright.
"I'm okay now, and you're here," She let go of his hand so that she moved hers to caress his face. He tilted his head, staring at her eyes, wanting her to be the one to make the next move this time.
The short distance between them now seemed like torturing miles. Her hand slid down to his chest for support, as she leaned her whole body toward him, she laid her other hand across his cheek and neck and brought him closer to kiss him.
He held pressed his hands gently against her back as he kissed back. It was a compassionate longing kiss, they both poured in all their unspoken emotions toward each other.
She had almost let herself forgot how good it was. Kissing him was different, it wasn't the same with any of the past relationships, it was just more.. right.
As they lingered on the kiss before breaking it off, both of them smiled into the few last quick tender kisses. She kept her eyes closed for a few seconds after the kiss. She chuckled as she opened them, her hands now mildly stroking his neck and shoulders. "I want this to work too," it was almost a whisper.
He grinned, knowing exactly what she was referring to, he nodded vaguely and sighed, "Good to know, because I do too."
He got up reluctantly and held out his hand to her, having faith that they will figure it out, but tonight, they should just unwind. She took his hand and walked with him outside the room, and then she stopped in hesitation. He stopped and jerked so that he stood opposite her, "You go, I need to find Meredith," she forced a sweet smile.
He smiled back dearly. He leaned in and landed a charming peck on her cheek, letting her know he'll be ready for her.
