1. Second Chances - part 1


    Date: 7/5/2016, Categories: Seduction, Author: SecretlySubmissivexx, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    whole year has gone by. Do you honestly expect me to think that this was just some extended time off? That’s not how it works.” My voice betrays me in showing the unseen sadness my heart feels. I’m living it all over again just by him being here. Can’t he see that? My shoulders fall as I give in to the familiar pain. Don’t cry, don’t cry. I repeat the mantra to myself as I wander to the living room area and sit down. My eyes stay downcast as I study the rug beneath my feet. I hear him push off the counter and walk towards me. “It’s not like we had a big fight, Gabs. College came and we left. You left.” My eyebrows furrow together as my head shoots up. The hell? “So this is my fault? Seriously? That’s your tactic, blaming me? That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard! How the hell did you get into GaTech?” I can feel the anger coming off of me. He has the nerve to sneak into my apartment, blame me, and expect me to just fall back into his arms? Fuck no! Alex’s face betrays his surprise, and I see regret flicker across his features. “No need for insults, Gabs. I wasn’t blaming you. I was simply stating a fact. You came here, to Colorado. I stayed in Atlanta. I know you wanted to get out, I’m not mad about that.” The last part came out soft, remorseful and I could hear the sadness, the pain, and the sincerity. I turn my back to him and walk to the window. I can see the Rockies, my Rockies. I breathe deeply, calming myself. I chuckle. There he is. That’s the Alex I know. The ...
    Alex I loved. Still love... “There you are,” I say, giving voice to my thoughts. I turn to face his confused face. “What do you mean?” “That smug, smooth talking guy in my kitchen wasn’t you,” I explain, gesturing to the kitchen, “This is you. You, I will talk to. Not to him. Not to whoever that was.” He breaks into a ear-to-ear grin. The walls around me crumble a little at that. I always loved his smile. “Can I sit? I want to talk about this.” I can’t say no to him when he’s like this. I kick myself for my weakness and gesture to the couch. “Sure. Go ahead.” He takes the place I had occupied moments before and pats the cushion next to him. I roll my eyes and sit down, close enough to talk but far enough away to keep my head about me. His smile disappears and I find myself missing to goofy thing. He falls serious, not a common mood for him. “I never stopped loving you Gabby. I tried. I dated others. I tried so hard to move on. But I couldn’t. Something always felt wrong. I miss you Gabs. I know you’re staying here at least until you graduate if not longer. But I’m willing to do distance, if you are. I want you, Gabby. Only you.” I look at his hands gripping mine and stay silent, thinking. Isn’t this what I’ve wanted? Isn’t this what I’ve been dreaming about since that night over a year ago? Then why am I not jumping at the opportunity? Why am I so guarded around him? He was right about one thing, there was no fight. No hard feelings. He never hurt me, not once. “I’m scared, ...
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