I Can't Let You Go

NYC

"White or Lavender?" Rose asked. She was sitting at the table, while Kit was laying on the bed. "Kit!" she turned to him. "What?" he snapped his head. "I asked white or lavender?" Rose was staring at him. "What are you talking about?" he frowned. "About the flowers. I was talking about the flowers in the past half hour. You don't even pay a bit attention to me?" she started to be nervous. "Oh, yeah. Ahm. White." he answered. Lavender is not a good option. He remembered back... Emilia always used that scent in her pillows, and she loved the color. That lilac was her color, and he doesn't want this in his wedding. "But If I choose white, it won't look good with my dress." Rose whined. "Okay, then be blue." He answered. He was not in the mood. No. He was fucking not in the mood to talking about the wedding or choose flowers for it. "Wow you are a great help. Blue was never an option Kit. Are you even listening to me at all?" she stood up and she was yelling with him. "Okay, stop" he also got up from the couch. "I won't stop. I was so happy you came here, and I thought we finally can discuss about our wedding, and everything, and you don't care. You are fucking don't care" her eyes were in tears. "Rose" he held her face. "I am sorry. I am... a man. I don't care about the flowers, and the decoration. Tell me the date, and I'll be there. It is not against you, it is just... I am not a wedding planner. It is your big day. Organize it as you want." he told her in calm voice. He wanted to avoid another argument. He wanted some peace. He gave a kiss to her cheek, and he planned to lay down again on the couch. "June 23." Rose told him. "What is it?" Kit turned back to her. "The date. June 23." 

"You... don't think it is a quite ... close date. I mean... " Kit felt he is drowning. He did not thought Rose already had an exact date. "No. Usually couples are get married in a year. We are already in late. So in the beginning of next summer is the perfect date. In Scotland. In my family castle" She decided everything already. "I'll be finish with my work, we can spend many time together after that." she walked closer to him "and we can make a family finally" she caressed his cheek. "Wait, a what?" Kit eyes are widen and stopped Rose hand on his face. "A family. Children. I am already passed 30. I want a family. Ahm... first a wedding of course, a long honeymoon, then a family. Two or three children." she smiled and clung on his neck. "We should wait with this family thing, I mean... what if I got a job, and I have to spend most of my time away?" he hesitated, and tried to find some escape. "It is easy. You won't accept it. "Rose shrugged. "Okay, you know it is not working in that way." Kit told her in serious tone, and walked to the desk. "What is wrong with you?" she yelled. "I thought you want this. We talked about this, and you always said you want a big family."

"I do" he answered, but did not looked at her. He really did. He wanted it, just ... not with her. Or at this moment, he was not sure, he want his life with her. "Kit. I love you." she went closer to him and hugged him from behind. "I want to spend my life with you. Yes, I have plans. Is it a sin?" she asked him in a sentimental voice. He took a deep breath. "No it is not." he turned back at her. "Maybe it is still just the jetlag. Sorry okay. First, we ... should just plan our wedding. And later we can talk about our family plans. Okay?" he tried to be calm and kind. He wanted to reassured her. She smiled to him.

"Maybe I can help you to get over the jetlag" she looked into his eyes, and started to unbutton his jeans. "Rose" he was not in the mood. "What?" she slid his hand to his sex. "You are so tense" she said again and kissed his neck while started to moving her hands in his dick. "Rose!" he stopped her hands. "Not now, okay." he told her, and went back to the couch. She tried everything to stay strong and she did not wanted to shout. "Who is it?" she asked. Kit rolled his eyes. "Do not start this, or I swear I am gonna fly back to London today." he answered nervously. "What else should I think Kit? You don't care about the wedding, you don't care about our family plans. And you don't want me to touch you." she was crying. "It is not what you think."

"Than what is it? Why you keep distance from me?" she was desperate, and sad. "I am tired. I just wanna hug you tonight okay?" he said but he still not walked closer to her. "Do you love me?" Rose asked him with a trembling voice. "What?"