"i'm not going anywhere"

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chapter sixty-two: i'm not going anywhere



chapter sixty-two: i'm not going anywhere

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FRIDAY NIGHT. "This has been such a perfect night," I told Luke after taking a sip of wine; we were overstaying our welcome at our reserved table for the night, but I wanted nothing to get in the way of our night together. Luke broke out into a big smile at my words and the look on his face caused a warmth to spread all throughout my body. Seeing his smile, in person, made my heart melt.

"I'm glad to be back where I belong... here with you," he told me just before raising his glass. We clinked our glasses and said our cheers to the night seconds before leaning over the table and sharing a short kiss.

Although we had only been drinking wine, the amount I had consumed was enough to make me feel incredibly tipsy. The funny thing about being wine tipsy was that I was always combatting lust and sorrow. As I sat across from Luke, I felt both overcome with a rush of lusty feelings for him but I was also struggling to keep my sad thoughts at bay; I couldn't believe Luke was leaving the country tomorrow morning. I wouldn't see him for months.

"What are you thinking about over there?" Luke asked as he brought his glass down from his lips. He eyed me suspiciously and I let out a quiet chuckle; he knew me way too well.

"It's nothing," I told him with a small smile plastered on my face as I wished away my negative and sad thoughts. That's not what tonight was about, after all.

"Bubs," Luke pleaded with me, wanting me to tell him exactly what was on my mind. I let out a small sigh and placed my glass on the table.

"I just don't want to ruin the mood, Lu." I was sent a sad look from across the table and I bit my lip nervously as I continued to stare into Luke's blue eyes. "I'm just going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you, too," he told me sadly. "But we know how good we are at talking as much as we can... it's not like it's going to be radio silence."

"But it's going to be closer to radio silence than it's ever been. I've gotten so used to having the ability to text you whenever I want knowing that I'll get a response nearly immediately. That's not going to be the case anymore. I won't be able to call you up whenever I want... you'll probably be sleeping when I need you most and vice-versa." To my surprise, Luke stood up from his chair and took the seat in his hands before moving over to sit down beside me. I laughed at his action and he sent me a dopey smile as he took my hands into his.

"It's going to be different, but we're going to do our best," he promised me before placing a kiss on my forehead. "And that's all that matters, Jos. As long as we both try, we're going to be perfect... okay?"

"I'm not scared that we're not going to make it, Luke," I promised. I never wanted Luke to worry that I had regressed to my old ways of thinking; he was it for me. It just made me sad to know that I would have less access to my person. "You're not losing me... and you don't need to worry about fighting for me. You've got me, okay?" I saw a wave of relief rush over Luke and his eyes began to water, which caused my eyes to brim with tears. It broke my heart to think such a thing had been on his mind, but I understood his anxieties and why they were present. I took Luke's face into my hands and kissed him gently; I wanted him to know he was safe with me.

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