My Sweets

You'll Always Have My Heart

BOBBY

I wake up the next morning exhausted. I have an hour to myself before I need to leave to catch my flight. I grab my phone and I'm bothered that I haven't talked to Jessa in three days now. At least I think it's been three days.

I go online and I immediately see an article about us. Trouble in Paradise, is the headline. I skim through it. It's questioning if we're actually together. These articles have been going around for a bit now. This one has pictures of Lottie and I at the club and Jessa and Noah together. I frown at the pictures of them. When did this happen? Why didn't I know about it? Why is he holding her hand? I'm brought back to the Villa when I saw that look in his eyes. He liked her. Probably still does. I just talked to him last week though.

I grab my phone and try to call her and voicemail again. Dammit. This is getting old.

- "Hey Lass. Getting ready to catch my flight. I really want to share my news with you before it's announced publicly. Call me. Please... I really miss you. Love you bunches." I make a bunch of kissing noises before ending the call.

Something is definitely not right. I have a gnawing ache in my stomach. She usually spams my phone until she catches me. Now it's like she's not even trying. She's probably just extra busy and distracted with being at home. Hopefully she's getting a lot of good rest in finally. I hated how exhausted she was looking.

When my flight lands, I'm immediately rushed to the studio for another Baking with Bobby segment. Then I have fittings and a photoshoot scheduled after that.

JESSA

Bre and my mom have taken me on a spa day as a birthday gift. We get massages and mani pedis. I sip my bubbly, relaxing. "This is exactly the type of day I needed."

"Me too," my mom giggles. "I never get pampered like this."

"We should make a plan to do this once a month," I declare.

"I'm up for that, if you can find time for us in your busy schedule," Bre says.

"Yeah, yeah. I know. To be honest, the longer I'm home the more I think I definitely want to cut back. I'm not saying I won't do shoots, appearances, or keep up my social media. I want to cut way back though. I just don't want it to be a full time job anymore. I feel like I'm missing out on life."

"Aww. It would make my mama heart happy to have my girl home. I've missed you terribly. I never wanted to say anything because I didn't want you to feel stress because of me, but..."

"Oh mom, I've missed you too. So much. Both of you." I reach for both of their hands.

"You know you're welcome to stay as long as you want. Your dad and I love having you home."

"Thanks mom."

"Or," Bre says, "we could get a place together. My lease is up in two weeks. I was getting ready to resign, but I'd love a roommate."

"Wow. That doesn't give me much time to make an official decision."

"Nope, because we'll need to start looking for a place like yesterday," she laughs.

My mom suddenly looks uncomfortable, like something is bothering her. "So, I haven't wanted to bring this up, but I can't take not knowing anymore. What's going on with Bobby?"

I sigh. Bobby... I close my eyes and all I see is his sparkling gold eyes and charismatic smile. "I'm not sure. I miss him. I just don't think he has time for me in his life."

"Are you still together? Noah took you out last night and you looked awfully cozy in the picture I saw online. I'm just a little confused."

"Noah is just a friend, mom. Girls and boys can be friends without there being anything more there. Wait, what pic online and didn't I tell you not to pay attention to gossip sites?" I grab my phone and search my name. I frown as I read the headlines. There is so much speculation that I'm with Noah while Bobby and Lottie are together. I knew that would happen. I find a picture of Noah holding my hand, sitting across from me. Shit. "This isn't what it looks like at all. We're just friends."