“Lynn...What do you think you're
doing?”
If looks could kill we would have well
been dead. Kylie's jaw was dropped and her arms flung open.
Jonah and I stepped away from each
other and stood frozen. We were both caught off guard. I don't think
either one of us was thinking of Kylie, let alone, remembered that
she was even here. We were so caught up in ourselves that we shut
everyone else out.
“Kylie...” Jonah tried to consult
her, but she wasn't having it.
“Save it, Jonah.” Kylie held up her
hand.
We were a distance away from where the
party was taking place, but Kylie's loud voice had caught the
attention of the people sitting closer towards us. I looked over to
see Jaime running over.
“Ma'am I'm with security. I'm gonna
have to ask you to leave.” Jaime grabbed Kylie's arm and attempted
to pull her away. “Jesus, you're really getting your money's worth
at those fitness groups” He exclaimed at the hardness of her arm
muscles.
“Shut up! I just met you an hour ago,
I know you're not security.” She snatched her arm back and snared
at him. “I'm so disappointed in you, Lynn.” She shook her head
and walk away. I tried to stop her, at least explain myself, but I
couldn't muster up the words.
“Fuck” Jonah whispered out
loud. “I have to go talk to her.” His hands briefly covered his
face. “I can't believe I just did that. I have to go talk to her.”
“Um” I shook my head, trying to get
my thoughts straight. “Maybe I should go talk to her. Explain
things.”
“No” Jonah said as he walked away.
“I'm the one who fucked up. You stay here.”
He ran out the dinning hall and chased
after Kylie. Jaime and I stood in silence.
“So...What the hell was that?”
Jaime rocked on his heels as he stood with his hands in his pocket.
“I heard someone yell and looked over to see you three standing
here.”
“This is what happens when I follow
my heart.” I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms. “First,
I hurt Connor because I still had feelings for Jonah. And now I've
done the same thing to Kylie.”
“I mean....” Jaime stretched out
his words as if to get a point across. “How good of friends are you
two? This is my first time meeting her and she came to your best
friend's engagement party with your ex-man.”
“It doesn't matter.” I huffed. “I
didn't tell her about us because I didn't think this would happen. I
didn't think Jonah and I would be back in this position.”
Jaime walked towards me and leaned
against the wall as he mimicked my posture. His arm wrapped around my
shoulder. I saw his mouth open, he stood quiet for a second, as if he
were choosing the right words of wisdom. But then his chest sank in
with a sigh, and in true Jaime fashion he continued, “Love is a
battlefield. We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong.”
I turned my head towards Jaime, both of
us staring at each other before we laughed. He wrapped his arms
around me and gave me a hug. “I know you're feeling bad because of
what happened with Connor. And this isn't the same thing, Lynn. Stop
making excuses and go for what you really want.”
I nodded my head.
Jaime and I went back to the party.
Sarah and Jebrone had witnessed the whole thing and flooded me with
questions the second I walked back to our table.
Most of the guests had left and it was
just family at this point. Kadie finally had a moment to break away
from the crowd and sat next to me. “What's wrong? Did something
happen with Jonah?”
I told her everything when Jonah
finally walked back into the room. Kadie stood up offering her seat
and claiming that she needed to get back to her guests. Jonah sat
down. I looked up, around the table, making eye contact with Jebrone,
Sarah, and Henry. There was an awkward silence before they got the
hint and left the table to give us some privacy.
“Did she take it okay?” I fumbled
with the fork that was sitting on the table.
“She had a few choice words for me.”
“I'm sorry Jonah.” The fork
accidentally slipped out of my hand and made a thudding noise on the
table. “I thought you were just with her to get back at me. I
didn't realize things between you two were so serious”
“They weren't” He quickly corrected
me as he held his hand over mine so I would stop playing with the
fork. “I would never do something like that, Lynn. I was starting
to realize things were really over between us, so I was just trying
to move on like you wanted me to.” He let go of my hand and
continued “Besides, she was just eager to win me over. She's more
upset that it didn't work out with 'the guy who has his own show'.
Trust me, there was nothing serious about it.”
“Everything okay over here?” Adam
asked as he and Kadie walked up to our table.
“Yeah” Jonah sighed. “Sorry, man.
Didn't mean for all the commotion.”
Adam looked at Kadie, confused. “What
commotion?”
“I'll tell you later” She whispered
to him. “Lynn, we're gonna head out in a minute.”
“Okay.” Kadie and Adam went back to
their table to grab their things. I stood up from my chair and
Jonah followed my lead. “I need to clear everything up.”
“Do you need help?” He asked. I
shook my head and we hugged goodbye. “We still need to talk.”
“Come over later. I'll text you when
I'm done here.”
He stared at me in a way that I hadn't
seen him do in a long time. His mouth curving up as he spoke. “Okay.”
We had been holding each others hands, but they slowly slipped undone
as he walked away.
Adam's family was going straight to his
place after the party, so I forcefully made him and Kadie leave, even
though they insisted on helping. Jaime stayed behind and helped me
instead. I hadn't seen much of him this summer. He was spending a lot
more time back home in New Jersey. We finally had a chance to catch
up after all the drama of the day was finished and done.
Once I was on my way back home I texted
Jonah letting him know to come over.
As soon as I'd gotten inside I changed
into a t-shirt and pajamas. I'd optimistically bought a bandage dress a size
too small thinking it would fit better since I started my fitness
groups. I was wrong. It was tight and I could barely breath. I
unintentionally let out a sigh of relief when I unzipped the stupid
thing.
I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth
when I heard a knock at the door. I rinsed out my mouth and went to
open it.
Jonah stood in the doorway. With
everything going on, I hadn't realized what he was wearing. I smiled
as I examined him. A plaid button up neatly tucked into his Nantucket
red fitted pants and a navy blue blazer.
“You can take the boy out of
Harvard...” I laughed.
“Oh please, I feel so under dressed
compared to you.” He sarcastically exclaimed as his eyes shot to my
pajamas. “You look amazing!”
I smirked before gesturing him inside.
“You remember my place, don't you?”
“Vaguely” He joked as he took his
blazer off and placed it over the back of the couch before sitting
down. He waited for me while I grabbed a couple of drinks for us.
We sat and talked for a couple of hours
about nothing. It was like we both knew what we needed to say, but we
were too timid to bring the topic up, so instead we continued to talk
about random nothings.
Jonah swivled an empty glass in his
hand as he looked down at his watch. “It's getting late.”
He leaned forward and put his glass on
the coffee table. There was a moment of “speak now or forever hold
your peace” silence. When nothing was said he stood up and walked
over to pick up his blazer.
I came up behind him wrapping my arms
around his waist. I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was smiling.
“I missed you” He whispered.
“I missed you too, Jonah.”
He turned around to face me. His hand
held onto my face as his thumb gently stroked my cheek. “You never
answered my question.” He leaned forward planting his other hand on
the wall behind me. He bent down so our foreheads were touching.
“Are you sure you want to do this? You better say yes, because I'm
getting really tired of chasing after you, Lynn Lee.”
I smiled, trying to hold in a laugh.
“Only because you're getting tired.”
He smiled back as he bent down lower,
nose to nose. “Can I kiss you?” He just barely whispered.
“No” I shook my head. “If we're
gonna do this we have to start over.” Jonah pulled away, his hand
still leaning on the wall, and his smile growing crooked. “From the
beginning.”