Mistletoe & Molly by Matilda Martel

Author:Matilda Martel [Martel, Matilda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Matilda Martel
Published: 2019-12-02T16:00:00+00:00

Molly

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I push the door open and a blast of cold air slaps my face. This is precisely what I need. Like a bucket of cold water, this air represents reality. Truth is cold. Reality is cold. For a few moments I lost myself. Wrapped in his arms, cuddled into his huge chest and soothed in his warmth, I forgot about all those years of waiting. Wondering what the hell I did to deserve his callousness.

I just wanted to play piano!

Wiping my tears, I shiver and pace. In my frenzied rush, I forgot my coat. There’s no going back. I left. It’s too humiliating to storm back in with my tail between my legs and reach for my coat. I said my peace. I addressed twelve years of heartache and feelings of inadequacy with a simple question followed by a small tantrum. I’m satisfied. Mama can buy me a new coat. This is partially her fault, anyway. I’ll give her a piece of my mind when I get home.

But for a now, I’m carless. No subway. Buses don’t go out to the hills. My options are limited. Scrolling through my phone, I search for a ride. They must have ride share. This city’s huge. The closest car is eight minutes away. I groan and shake my fist. That’s ridiculous! I never wait over five minutes in New York.

I swear, I’m not high maintenance. I’m still a Texas girl. But the cold is killing me, and I can’t wait inside. I resign myself to this first world problem and inch closer to a nearby table’s heat lamp. Just before I hit confirm, a blanket of warmth covers me, and someone snatches my phone out of my hand.

“What the fuck?” I cover my mouth. I don’t like to use the f-word. Swore it off years ago. Too many people throw it around like hello in New York and I was sounding like a sailor.

It’s Travis. Without a word, he shoves my phone in his pocket, then pushes my arms into the sleeves of my coat. When he buttons it, his voice cracks.

“I’m sorry, Moll.”

I blink in surprise. “You don’t need to say that. It’s been over for years.”

“Let me say this.” A sniffle catches my attention. When I look up, his skin is flushed, and his amber eyes appear glassy.

“You were right. I never fought for you. I waited for you to come home. I thought you’d eventually come back to me. I blamed you for leaving. And when you never came back, I convinced myself you never loved me.”

He takes a deep breath and brings his forehead to mine. My hateful eyes betray me and well with tears. When he sighs and wraps his arms around my waist, my lower lip joins the party. Pouting, I try to squeak out a few words, but he stops me.

“I was wrong, Molly. No one loved me like you. You were my soul mate and I ruined everything. That’s why I’ve been so fucking miserable without you.

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