Trust me, my love by Emma Quinn

Author:Emma Quinn [Quinn, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Emma Quinn
Published: 2020-05-26T16:00:00+00:00

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Emily

I

didn’t let up on Dylan about getting in contact with his mother. I thought it was a real shame that they both had given up on each other. Of course, I didn’t know all the circumstances, one outside the relationship never can, but I still thought there was hope for mother and son to reconcile and nurture a healthy relationship.

He had promised he would consider it, but he had done more. He called and left messages at his mother’s. When she didn’t call back after a week, he wrote her a letter. In this age of technology, text messages, direct messages via social media, and the like, Dylan Rochester took the time to sit down and write and honest to god letter with a pen and paper. I was so proud of him.

Another week passed and he called one last time. “If she doesn’t answer, or call me back by the end of this week, I don’t know, Emily. Maybe it is a waste of time. Maybe she really hates me. I couldn’t blame her if she did.”

“Oh my god, Dylan. Don’t talk like that. She doesn’t hate you. How could a mother hate her only son?” I walked to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head on his chest. I had grown to love him so much and so quickly that it scared me sometimes. I hadn’t told him yet. That, like sex, will come naturally in a relationship, or not at all.

He kissed the top of my head and wrapped his big strong arms around me. “You just don’t know how badly I talked to her, Emily. It makes me sick to think I could do something like that to her now.”

“It’ll all be okay.” I looked up at him. It was in his eyes that he was really worried about it. “Promise. It’s going to work out fine. You will figure it out. You’re a brilliant man with excellent powers of persuasion.”

“Oh, you think?” He grinned, some of the worry leaving his face.

“I know. Just look at what you’ve done to me.”

“I seem to remember that you weren’t complaining about any of it.” He kissed me softly.

“Nope. Not a bit.” I melted against him, allowing our bodies to meld together in the perfect matchup. We seemed made for each other. Physically and mentally, we were like two puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly.

Another few days went by, and the Dylan came to me. He was excited. I could see it on his face before he ever got into the house.

“I need you to help me, Emily. Will you?” He wiggled his phone at me.

“Well, yeah. You know I will. What do you need?” I looked from him to his cellphone.

“It’s my mom. She called me back. She wants me to come see her.” His voice sounded breathy and his excitement spilled into his words.

“That’s great! When are you going?” I was immediately excited for him. Finally, he and his mother could work things out!

His face dropped.

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