FIFTY TWO | SO CLOSE

~Ian~

"Seb, did you like it?"

I forgot what Caty wanted me to try. She put her hand on my back. 

"It's good," I lied.

"I knew it!"

Every time she laid even a finger on me, I could hear Nadia yelling at me. I can't forget that night she got drunk and ran onto the street because I hurt her. Even though she left me, I still felt loyal to her.

I gently slid Caty's hand off of me, but she wrapped her other arm around me.

"Won't you dance with me?" She whispered in my ear.

"Maybe after we eat dinner. I'm not in the mood right now."

I turned around to eat one more of what Nadia loved. I would give everything I had to get that night back when she was in my room, talking about baking and why she loved plum jam turnovers so much.

Those large brown eyes staring into mine every time she lifted her head up after burying her face into my chest. Knowing enough about her now, I know why she did that back then. She was feelin