Together:
“But feelings are like wildfire, they burn then they die,
Leaving ashes of memories, under a cold cloudless sky.”
Our voices blended in a perfect harmony.
Cadence finally opened her eyes and …
She was mesmerizing.
So much so, I almost forgot the words I was singing.
She stood in front of me, belting out lyrics that resonated with every part of me. Like she sang directly to me, and I to her.
I’d never had this connection with anyone.
And I never would again.
She was it.
Cadence:
“You’ve sewn yourself in with your tiny thread,
And I can’t get you out of my head.”
Damien:
“Your hand belongs in mine, and soon we
Will find the melody that’s you and me. ”
As we finished our song, I let the hand holding my mic drop to my side. Neither of us moved. We were stuck, our feet glued to the stage as the crowd erupted in front of us.
“I’ve finally found the music that matches my soul, my very own Cadence. The music to my heart.” I whispered as my hand found her cheek and I captured her lips with mine, unable to stop myself from kissing her again.
Everything about her felt right, and never in my wildest dream did I think I could ever be this happy. My chest had become lighter after months of heaviness.
She pulled away and looked up at me. “It’s not like you to be so sentimental.”
“Would you rather I explain how badly I want to find an empty, dark closet so I can fuckyour brains out?”
“Can I have both? I love it when you talk dirty.” She gave me a wicked grin, and if I wasn’t careful, the entire establishment would realize just how much I wanted to be inside her.
“Come on,” I threaded her fingers through mine. “Let’s go find our dark, quiet place and talk.”
Our quiet place turned out to be the patio again. It seemed like the perfect setting to discuss our future, since this was where our friendship truly began.
Cadence pulled her light pink blazer tighter around her.
I grabbed her by the waist and set her on the edge of the fountain, just like before, and moved between her legs.
Only this time, my hands were all over her body. I traced the lines of her legs, arms, and stomach, getting familiar with her curves again. My pulse pounded through me with every breath I drew in.
But I had to focus, or I wouldn’t get the words out that I needed to say.
“Cay,” I started as I settled with threading my fingers through hers again. “I never wanted to hurt you. In fact, I tried so hard to spare you and your feelings from the very beginning. I held back so many times when we first met that I lost count. And then, when we finally got together, it was perfect. I’ve never felt this kind of bond with anyone until you. But none of that was at the forefront of my mind when I got that call from Violet. It’s the truth, and I can’t change that. I only?—”
