Time Exposure (Click Duet #2) (Bay Area Duet Series) by Persephone Autumn

Author:Persephone Autumn [Autumn, Persephone]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781951477141
Publisher: Between Words Publishing LLC
Published: 2021-06-07T18:30:00+00:00

Mom and I sit in silence at the dining room table with two open pizza boxes between us. Of all the things to have for dinner on my last night here, Mom suggested our favorite pizza place. Honestly, it didn’t matter what we ate. As long as we spent this time together, I was happy. And as much as I dislike California, I will miss Mom terribly.

“I wish you would come back to Florida with me,” I tell her.

She sighs before taking a bite of pizza. After she finishes chewing, she says, “Gavin, maybe I will return in the future. But for now, my place is here. Maybe I’ll feel different once you’re gone, but I won’t know until that happens.”

I nod, accepting her answer. “Just hate that you’ll be out here alone. If Dad was still alive, I’d feel different.”

“I’m not alone, Gavin. Believe it or not, I have friends. Lots of them. And we spend time with one another.” Mom points her slice of pizza at me and laughs. “Just because I’m a mother and older, doesn’t mean I forgot how to enjoy life.”

“Ha ha. Fine, I guess I believe you’ll make it without me here. But if anything changes…”

“I promise you’ll be the first to know.”

We finish eating and put the extra pizza in the fridge. Plopping down on the couch, we spend the next two hours laughing at old episodes of The Simpsons. The night is the perfect end to my time in Los Angeles. Next to my mom, laughing and spending time together.

And right then, I send a wish to the universe that Mom will want to move back to Florida soon. Because I need her just as much as I do Cora. The only women in my life that matter. The only women who keep me whole and in check. My secret request is selfish, but I don’t care. There are some things in life worth being selfish over. Like love.

We rise from the couch around ten thirty, give each other a hug, and head to our respective rooms. I kick off my shoes and tug my shirt over my head before landing on the bed. I stare at the ceiling for a while, counting the plastic, glow-in-the-dark stars I stuck to the ceiling when we first moved here. The stars were a constant reminder of Cora and the French sentiment I once told her. She truly is the stars to my moon. And she illuminates everything important in the world. Everything important to me.

And soon, very soon, I will be near her again. See her again. Breathe her in again. Touch her again. Because we haven’t reached the end of our road. Not by a long shot. Anyone who tells me otherwise is a fool.

Shortly after I turn off the lamp, I fall asleep under the same stars I did almost thirteen years ago. Stars that spark my mind to dream of the most beautiful woman. The woman I love. The woman I have to win back.

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