I tilted my head back a bit and sipped it...
"... tasting at sweet blend of coffee, milk, and vanilla dance in harmony in my mouth."
I smiled and let out a sweet sigh, relishing in the taste of the latte swirling in my mouth. Not many people could appreciate a true latte, but when K made it, it was a treasure.
"That hit the spot.."
"Heh, I'm glad"
"You're the best Lee." Lee chucked in reply before starting the car and driving out. Apparently, he had a full tank of gas and we immediately got onto the highway towards wherever the cabin was.
"So, do you have a plan of action?"
"Well, I figured I would just sit down by the fire or something and clack away at my laptop for a week to see what happens."
"You think that'll work?"
"I don't know. I have never been isolated in a cabin in the woods before so who knows if this would even work."
"Let's hope it does."
I nodded, determined to get the job done. I grab my breakfast sandwich from the paper bag that was sitting in and then wrapped it before chowing down. Each bite was full of flavor and made me groan happily.
"Heh hey, don't start practicing now."
I looked at Lee, unsure of what he meant before realizing what noise just came out of my mouth. I felt myself blush a deep Crimson before continuing to eat silently. As I finish the bite, I puffed out my cheeks.
"Why are you listening, anyway? Don't you have a girlfriend?"
The thought of his girlfriend popped into my brain as I asked. She was gorgeous and she was a local actress. For Chicago small screen talents, she was practically the best in the field. I was slightly envious of her. Lee let out a low, small sigh, which broke me from my thoughts.
"We broke up a couple of months ago."
"Oh?" I was shocked. He seemed to really like her, maybe even left her. What could have caused the split? As if Lee read my mind, he answered with a small smile.
"It was a mutual break up. We just, you know, lost what we felt for each other. She focused more on her career than in the relationship while I focused more on mine.
"But you were together for like, what, a year?"
"A year and a half, but things like that happen sometimes. We both understood and we're still on good terms, I guess."
That was respectable. I finished the last bite of my sandwich and sipped on my coffee before looking to the road.
"To be perfectly honest, I really didn't love her as much I thought I did."
"Really?" Lee nodded, reaching down by the cupholders and burned his hand in a smaller brown bag, and pulled out a small piece of what looked like a cinnamon roll. He did love his sweets. After tossing it into his mouth and eating it, he continued.
"Yeah. I thought I did, but once I started working more and doing other things, I... I guess I fell out of whatever honeymoon state of mind I was in. Sad, huh?"
I shook my head. It was understandable. Romans was not always happy your long lasting; I know this very well having written about many forms of love. Sometimes it just didn't work out or despise were not as big as they really were. Despite being said, it was one of many relationships and emotions a person could face in love.
"Not at all. You can't stop your heart from feeling what it feels for someone, even if it stops being in love with them." Lee nodded and let out a silent sigh. Something in my gut that there was more to the story, but I didn't want to prod to him about it any longer. However, he slowly grew a smile on his face, making me a raise an eyebrow."What about you? Still haven't found Mr.Right?"
"Huh? Why do you ask?"
"Well, you asked about my love life. It's only fair that I ask about yours, don'tcha think?" I press my lips together and puffed my cheeks out again. Yeah, it was fair. My situation hadn't changed, though. I was still single and nowhere near ready to mingle. At least that was what I had established for myself.
"He'll come around eventually."
"Maybe... in the form of a cat."
"Hey!!" I smacked Lee's shoulder, making him laugh and grip to the steering wheel tighter to keep driving straight.
"I'm kidding! I'm kidding!" We both laughed and relaxed. Being around him made me feel happy. The fact that he was helping me get better at my writing only proves how much of a great guy he was. The thought of him being single crossed my mind, but as I thought of it, I shook my head.
That was not something I had to think about now. I began to focus on my practice. What would I right? How would I write it? It was odd indeed to think about writing sex, but what was the oddity of being a romance writer.
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Love & Romance ~ A study of Intimacy
RomansaAmelia Waters is a brilliant 26-year-old romance writer who, after years of dedication and work, became a top romance novelist of the millennium. However, she has alway felt that something was wrong with her writing and, after reading her books agai...