Three Years

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Kirstin woke up cuddling something very soft and warm. She had no clue what or who it was, but she knew that she never wanted to let go. When her eyes had finally fluttered open, she realised it was Avi and almost fell of the bed for the second time in two days. She was cuddling with a man who was supposed to hate but instead she found herself falling harder and faster for him. 

Kirstin felt warm, tingling sensations in her hip and her abdomen area. She wondered where it was coming from until she realised sometime during the night, Avi had managed to slide one of his hands underneath her shirt and one hand was resting on her hip. She mentally cursed herself for the enjoying the feeling and tried to creep out of bed, but it was physically impossible - Avi had basically locked her in his arms. "Avi," she mumbled tiredly, trying to wake him up. He grunted, pulling Kirstie closer to him. It wasn't that she minded cuddling with him, she would've gladly given in and allowed herself to be pulled into sleep again, if it weren't for the fact that she desperately needed the bathroom. "Avi," she said a little bit louder this time, shaking him gently. 

He produced another caveman-like sound before his eyes cracked open a little bit. "Avi," Kirstin whined, shaking him as hard as she could, but it was kind of difficult when her arms were locked in by her sides. This time, Avi actually woke up completely and was embarrassed when he was finally aware of what he was doing.

Avi groaned; he immediately removed his hands from her body and placed it on his face instead, "I'm so sorry, Kirstie. This must've been so uncomfortable for you, your engagement just ended yesterday and now I went and -" 

She quickly cut him off by placing a slender finger on his lips, "Avi, I'm the one who asked you to stay with me and I really didn't mind the cuddling. I would've gladly stayed in bed longer but I need the bathroom." Kirstin giggled before leaping off the bed and shutting the door behind her.  

As Kirstin was in the middle of brushing her teeth, a thought popped into her head. She realised it was only five days left until Kevin and Alyssa's wedding, which meant she only had six days left to spend with Avi in Los Angeles. She was torn between two worlds, one part of heart was in London with her daughter and the other part was here in Los Angeles with Avi. 

She contemplated tell Avi everything. How she never dated again and that he was a father to a little girl, but what would that do? It would only cause further complications. To her, to Avi and especially to Sierra. 

Kirstin had also been without a father majority of her life but out of the blue, on her tenth birthday, he showed up at their door. She felt a whole mix of emotions that day: anger, hurt, confusion. Why had he not contacted her before? Why did he leave in the first place? Did he not love her? 

Kirstin did want Sierra to know who her father was, and she did feel bad that Avi had no clue that he had a daughter, but what she didn't know was how to tell him. 

Oh, hey, Avi, I just wanted to let you know that you got me pregnant and that you have a daughter called Sierra. She's three years old and lives in London with me. 

"Kirst, are you finished? I kind of need the bathroom," came Avi's voice from the other room.

Kirstin spat out the minty foam in her mouth in order to reply. "Yeah, you can come inside." Avi opened the door and as soon as he was in the bathroom, Kirstin pulled him in for a bear hug. 

"Woah, what's this for?" Avi laughed. Kirstin didn't reply but instead, pulled him closer and placed her head in the crook of his neck, allowing herself to be intoxicated by his sweet scent. She loved his touch, his warmth and just everything about him, but she tried not to let herself get too carried away. 

After all, in six days, this would all be over.