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Chapter 45

"I bet Spirit Airlines is nothing compared to my jet," Gael jokes, looking over at Genesis. She looks at him, then back at her phone. "Spirit Airlines offered me a seat in a plane and brought me exactly where I needed to be," she says, it's not a lie, if she'd tell him it was a comfortable plane ride, she'd be lying. Gael takes a deep breath and he looks out the window. "I'm glad you're coming with me," he says truthfully.

Genesis's gaze lands on him, but Gael is still looking out the window. "How are we going to deal with this in Mexico?" Genesis asks him. She remembers the situation they went through when they first went there. "You take the bed, I take the couch," he says. "Where does Mattias stay?" Genesis changes the subject.

"He and Charlotte are staying in the guest house," Gael explains, "It's officially on the grounds but it's a little away from the big house." Genesis looks at Gael. "Does it have a second bedroom?"

"Yes."

"I can stay with him and Charlotte," Genesis suggests. "No," Gael says firmly and he looks at her, "I don't want you far away from me." His heart is pounding in his chest. "I made that mistake once, but I don't want to make it again, Genesis." His voice sounds like a whisper.

His eyes meet hers. "Gael-" she pauses, but then shuts her mouth again. "You know I'll take the couch," he begs her, his eyes stay on hers and she can tell that there's desperation flooding them, "You can take the bed, you can take anything you want but please stay with me, that's all I ask."

Genesis nods and leans back into her seat. "Okay," she says calmly and she looks back out the window. The plane is already lowering until it finally reaches the ground. Gael's car was already taken to the airport and Gael carries Genesis's luggage to the car and he puts it in. He's been running around doing everything for her just to make sure that he wouldn't fuck up.

"We haven't talked about something yet," Genesis says when she closes the car-door, "But that can wait until Mattias is there with us." Gael looks at her and starts the car. "We can talk about it now," he assures her, "We don't need anyone else for talks like this-"

Genesis shakes her head and takes his hand. "It's about the warehouse," she says, "I'd like it if Mattias was there too." Gael nods and he pushes his lips together. "Okay," he says and he continues driving. She lets go of his hand again and he puts it around the wheel.

Since Natalia and Jackson's wedding, the little bit of physical affection she's given him was sometimes hold his hand. Things were going at her pace, and he accepted it because it had to be that way. Even though he hated it with every bit of his being. The only thing she could never control was when he'd say he loved her.

He said it when he first saw her in the mornings, he said it before he went to sleep, he said it when he saw her in between office hours, he said it when he left for the grocery store. He didn't just say it with words, he made her favorite meals for dinner, he got her favorite chocolates and he got her a new car.

If he could, he'd physically crawl to her if it would mean that she'd return the three words he was aching to hear. But since the wedding, she hasn't said it once.

Genesis purposely didn't say it. Not because she didn't anymore, she didn't tell him because that would give him the satisfaction that love was enough. It was enough to give him a second chance but it wasn't enough to make her solid in the relationship again. She couldn't tell him she loved him when all she wanted was to go back to Colorado and hide in her little apartment.

That is not hers anymore and Genesis is officially back to being unemployed. Gael was planning to leave the night of the wedding, but with Genesis showing up, she had to make a decision. She called Penelope and the woman was sad to let Genesis go already, and she assured Ginny that if she ever wanted to come back, she'd get her job back immediately.

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