When people say you never know what you have until it's gone, they really do mean it. For Andy Edwards, she's been through enough in her lifetime to know that she can't always get what she wants. Life just keeps throwing her curveballs and there are...
Thankfully the rest of the dinner went smoothly as soon as someone called "Becca" over toward them. My anger was simmering slightly and it helped that Elliot was rubbing soothing circles on my shoulder. He relaxed me and I was beyond thankful for that. I wasn't sure if he could sense that I was tense or not, but I tried my best to hide it from him. It wasn't his fault that Rebecca didn't know boundaries or the rules of girl code. I understood that they were friends, I respected that. But she seemed to cross many of those boundaries.
I couldn't exactly say that we were in a relationship, we hadn't had a conversation about it. I wanted to be, sure, but I didn't know if Elliot felt the same way. I was nervous about asking. What if he didn't want to move forward into our relationship? I didn't know what I would do then. I felt as if it would be another incident with Lucas, except that I wouldn't be pregnant. I didn't want all of my relationships to end one way: me heartbroken and alone. I was more scared of that than anything. But I had to stop being so damn childish and face my fears, that much I did know.
"You okay over here? You're quiet and your entire body is stiff," Elliot whispered in my ear, his breath blowing down my neck. I tried so hard to resist the urge to gasp and swallowed, nodding in response. "We can leave, you know. We can go back to your place and I can get you out of that achingly sexy dress of yours." That was another issue, we never stayed at his place, it was always mine. I didn't necessarily mind, but it was just the fact that we had yet to stay in his apartment. In a matter of seconds I was turned off, my mind catching up with me.
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"It's okay. Finish your dinner meeting." I gave him the best smile I could muster but I knew he could see right through it.
"No, tell me what's wrong." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. Why did he have to be a stubborn pain in the ass?
"Elliot, it's nothing. Okay? Just stop worrying."
He sighed, "We'll talk about it later, then," He kissed my cheek and looked down at Rebecca who was already watching us. "Do you have the documents from the meeting today? I forgot to get them from you afterwards."
"No, they're at my apartment. You could stop by after to get them if you want." She smiled and shrugged, her eyes lighting up. Oh no, the anger was quickly returning.
"Okay, I need to look over them before the meeting tomorrow." I felt my jaw tighten as I watched Rebecca smile at me. She knew what she was doing and she knew that I knew her motives. She raised her eyebrows as if to say "game on". She was playing with the wrong woman and I hated to tell her that. I never seemed to play fair when it came to something I wanted. In this case, I wanted Elliot. I slid my hand to Elliot's thigh and I could feel him stiffen under my touch. He continued his conversation with another man, but I could tell he was distracted. I massaged his thigh as I looked down at Rebecca, her cheeks heated. She looked beyond pissed and I couldn't help but feel satisfied.
