Sometimes Love Isn't Enough

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I step out into the hallway, and within a millisecond, Gale has slammed into my chest, and my arms instinctively wrap around her. She rubs her nose into my chest.

"Dewey," she cries into my chest.

"Mmm? What is it Baby? What has happened?" I soothe, caressing her hair. This isn't a Gale that the rest of the world gets to see.

"What didn't happen?" she replies. "You didn't watch?"

"It was just more than the normal, tough, miserable day. What could go wrong, went wrong, and then to top it all off, that bitch, embarrassed the fuck out of me, on live TV. Who the fuck does she think she is?"

As much as Gale's hurt is my hurt, my lip curls into a half smile. I love feisty Gale.

I pull her away from my chest, pulling her head upward to look at me, as I run my thumbs over her cheeks. My eyes drift briefly to her slender body. She is wearing a red pant suit that's undershirt enunciates her breasts. Gale is the most beautiful creature on this earth, and she could wear a burlap sack and still be the prettiest thing to grace this earth.

I place my hand on her hip, as I divert my eyes, back to her face as not to get distracted. "Honestly Baby," I chuckle. "I'm surprised you didn't slap her on live TV."

"If I wouldn't have lost my job, I would've."

"I know it's not in your nature to not take things to heart, but I know what it does to you when someone does something to you like that and catches you off guard. But, don't pay any mind to it, not with something so meaningless, and I'm sure all she is, is jealous, guest host.She's insecure. She wants to be you, have what you have. She knows she will never have it, because you do your job, and you do it well. She knows the network struck gold with you. The network falls all over you, and you have the highest ratings, by far for that time slot among all the networks. There is no competition and she knows it."

If I didn't know Gale the way that I do, and was looking in from the outside, I would've never thought that something like that would affect her. She presents herself to the world as if nothing bothers her, or hurts her. She takes everything on the chin, and presses forward. She never lets people see that she does indeed have a weakness, and things affect and hurt her much more than she lets on. It comes easier to her than most would think. Gale is not even close to the person people see every day. Her hurt, pain, sensitivity, and vulnerability, and where she feels safe to let go is reserved only for me.

"You have nothing to worry about Baby. You are amazing, and they know it. Don't let her get to you. Even if she tried embarrassing you, you still were able to put her in her place on live TV."

"You have to say that," she says smirking up at me.

I put my hands on her shoulder, taking immediate notice to the tightness. She has been under so much pressure since we've gotten here with getting into the groove of things. Things are happening so fast that I don't think she's even taken note to the stress she's under and the toll it's taken on her body.

"It's the truth. Didn't you see how uncomfortable she got as soon as you slyly attacked back? You were badass. There is no one out there like you, Baby, and I love you more than anything. You are everything to me, don't doubt that please."

"At least I know when the world turns to shit and if it falls apart, I still have you."

I grimace at her words. "Mm," I finally acknowledge not sure what else to say.

Gale breaks from my arms, looking troubled, before taking a few steps away from me.

"Gale?" I press with concern. "What is it? Is there more? I can feel the tension in your shoulders, just by touch. It's so knotted. It's been like that for a few days now, I've noticed, and seems to just be getting worse. Are you that stressed out at the studio?"