Billboards and Benches

Chapter 43

"Do you love me?" She whispers to her boyfriend while he sits next to her in her office. She has one in her parents building to do work in. It works out nicely for her so that if anyone needs to drop anything off or talk to her she can be here.

"So much!" He smiles pressing his lips against her temple. He stands slowly walking towards her door. "Do you need a coffee or do you want lunch?" He mumbles and she smiles.

"You know me too well." She huffs looking back at the new designs. She has to pick a dress to wear to an event she isn't even sure she's going to attend and then she has to come up with some of her own designs for her brand. "I would love a coffee!" She smiles and he nods walking towards her espresso machine. He click a few buttons and nods at himself he's satisfied with his work. "I'll take you out to lunch soon." She smiles.

"That one would look amazing on you. If you make sure that they get your measurements perfect and have it fitted right then it'll be your best option. This one is cute but it'll make you look dull." He hums setting her coffee down. His hands work at her shoulders. She won't be able to step foot in this building again when he leaves. It reminds her too much of him. "This option but silver with crystals would be stunning babes." He smiles at her. He's gotten good at knowing what designs look like on his baby girls body. He's learned her curves and what they have to do to make sure that they fit her right. He's learned what colours look best on her especially because of her eyes. He's learned what she likes and he knows she likes the eye catching piece that makes everyone's heads turn to her. He wants her to have that.

"You think so?" She mumbles staring at the design with a pencil in her hand. She twirls it between her fingers and sighs.

"I know so." He smiles pressing his lips onto her cheek. "When's the event anyways?" He sits in his chair next to hers spinning around. It's his favourite part about the chair. He has a beautiful view of the downtown skyline and she got him a chair so that he can spin to see whichever amazing view he wants.

"It's not until July but they want me to choose anyways. I told them there's a chance I won't be going." She mumbles jogging down Shawn's ideas on the side. She hates that he knows she'll leave work. She hates that he now knows about the dress she has to design for an event she doesn't truly plan on attending.

"Promise me you will go." He turns her chair to face his. "Promise me that the night of this event you will get up early and go out and get your nails done. That you'll do your hair and makeup. Promise me you will put on your dress whichever one you choose and you will walk into this event feeling as beautiful as you've ever felt before. Promise me that you'll take pictures of you at the event so I know you went. Promise me that you won't put your career on hold for me." His hands find hers. He knows it's a lot to ask of her and they both know she won't be able to do it. At the very least she'll try. It may take her weeks or months but eventually she will go out and start modelling again and she will do everything she would've if he was home. He'll make sure of it. He still wants her to live a life that she can be happy with.

"I promise that I will try." She offers him a nod. That's all she can really give she won't tell him anything more than that. She's certain she won't be able to pull herself together but she's promised to do everything she can to force herself to get there.

"That's all I needed."

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Her head falls back against his shoulder. She begged him to sit in the bath with her and he couldn't resist. They have a month left before he's gone. Once he leaves there's a decent chance Dylan will never even look at their bathtub again. She had it hand carved out of the most beautiful marble material. She had this one made specifically for her and her boyfriend once they became official. She always loved the idea of sitting in a bathtub with the man she loves. Though it's difficult for her to admit she fell in love with him that night on the curb. She knew he would be the one from the first moment she laid eyes on him. He is her end game he is the only person she ever wants to be with again. Every minute she spends with him only reassures her thoughts. He is going to be the father of her children he will be the man she loves, the hand she holds on her deathbed and if not he'll be the person waiting for her on the other side. He will always be the one.