Chandler hooted with laughter. "Nothing to do with you? Pray tell, enlighten me, Future Dr. Kendrick.""I'm no shrink, but Elena is the first woman to make you want something more. And you'd have to put every part of you on the line in order to make something real with her. It's scary, and you've never done it, and you grabbed the most convenient excuse to make life easier on yourself. That excuse is bullshit, but you'll hold on to it like it's a life raft."Chandler glared mightily at him because clearly someone had used their time driving up here to prepare exactly how to knee him in the proverbial balls. Paul murmured like he was hearing a good sermon. He got a glare too.Elijah leaned forward. "What if she had been the one to show at your door?"The second he said it, his heart reacted without a single thought on his end.Racing, pounding, thumping erratically at the mere mention of her on the other side of that door. He wanted it so badly.Wanted her."What if you had the chance,
The only thing that could've tugged Elena's attention away from Chandler was her sister hustling to her side with a devious grin on her face. Her eyes were bright with tears, and Elena felt her happiness for her like a sweet wave. "I know you might not want to, but talk to him," Emily told her. Elena shook her head. Yes, she missed him terribly, but she'd gone through this phase with him before. She had given him another chance, and here she was… Hurt again. Maybe they cared about each other. Maybe they even loved each other, but did it really mean that they should be together? Not everyone in love could be in a relationship, and maybe she and Chandler were like that. Maybe they'd only keep hurting each other if they remained together. Maybe their relationship was meant to be a short one. Chandler's gaze scanned the room, then came to rest on her. His chest expanded on a deep breath, and his eyes warmed in his handsome face. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, and he'd shaved. Th
"It's okay, Chandler. You were surprised and out of your element, and you should have heard it from me." Elena told him. "Don't let me off the hook, love." He dropped his hand, but his eyes were still fixed on her lips. "I'm so sorry for what I said to you, and I plan on apologizing to Emily and Daniel for walking out of their house. I have no excuse.""Okay." He smiled. "Just okay?"Elena's hands found their way up his chest, a slow trek, and she relished the heat of his skin coming through the material of his shirt. She only stopped when her palm was over his thudding heart. "Yeah. I don't think either one of us needs fancy words or big speeches about what happened. I just ... I just need you to know that I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for not telling you when I had the chance. I need you to know that I'm in this with you, even if you screw up, which you will. Just like I will too, but we'll always find our way back to each other. That's all I want."Chandler plucked her hand off his che
"Here you go," the landlord said as he stretched his hands towards Elena, "The keys to your new apartment. Welcome to the building," Elena Davis smiled as she reached out to take the keys, "Thank you," she said and watched as the elderly man walked out, closing the front door behind him. She looked around her new apartment and smiled happily. This is a start of something new. The beginning of a new phase in her life. It filled her with happiness, anxiety and fear all at the same time that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but what she did know was that she was going to do everything in her power to make things work out for good… She had to. After failing the first time, she didn't really have a choice, did she?Elena Davis had graduated from the university three years ago and had begun the journey of starting her own catering business. Unfortunately, she had failed and had to close down. Elena had been distraught, but a few months ago, her twin sister Emily had suggested that
After the waiter left to get their order, Emily glanced at Lexi, "Where is Elijah?" she asked her, "He texted me on the way and said he was here already. Was he messing with me?" "Now why the hell would I do that?" a voice said behind them. Elena didn't need to look behind her to know who owned that voice….Elijah. —-------Elijah Kendrick was a handsome young man. It was one of the reasons why Elena had had such a huge crush on him in their university days.Elena and Emily were identical, and sometimes students and teachers would confuse them for each other if they didn't know them well. Elena and Emily met Elijah at the same time. But there was something about Emily, some energy buzzing at an undetectable level, that drew Elijah's attention and made him feel comfortable.Elijah and Emily had been best friends ever since, and Elena hated that she looked like Emily—exactly like her—and was still different enough that the sweet, shy guy, the one with a cute smile and long legs, didn
Elena blinked at him, unsure of what to say and surprised about how direct he was. Her mouth opened, but she didn't have a chance to say anything before Emily chipped in. "Yes, she would really like to dance. Wouldn't you, Elena?" Emily asked, with an evil, mischievous smile on her face. Elena narrowed her eyes in her sister's direction, and watched as Emily laughed out loudly before returning her attention to Daniel. "Sure," she told Chandler, "But just so you know, I'm a terrible dancer," He smiled at her then. "For some reason, I find that very hard to believe," "I'm serious," Elena insisted, "Then I guess you don't have anything to worry about because you see, Elena," he leaned closer to her ear, so close that every hair on her body became erect, "I'm a terrible dancer too so I guess we'll figure it out there," Thankfully, he moved away so she could stop holding her breath and she smiled at him. Chandler stood, then held out his hand to her. Elena took it, and together, they
"See? I'm full of surprises, too," he told her."Apparently." She replied. "So …" he watched her face. "Do you like Vacaville so far?"She shrugged lightly, "Well, I can't say for sure right now. I've been here for only two weeks. In Fact, I just got my apartment today, so…. I think I'll hold on to my review for now," "Too bad," he said, "I was hoping you'd say you felt much better about Vacaville since you've just met this really cool dude—," he paused and gave her a look, "—That's me by the way…" Elena couldn't stop the smile this time. Chandler continued, "...But I guess I was wrong. You're not a fun person."Elena set her jaw stubbornly, and the smile quickly disappeared. "That doesn't sound very fair. You can't make a conclusion just like that because of one thing.""No?" he turned her again, pulling her back into his chest. "Agree to disagree.""So you'd want me to dissect you right now?" Elena asked, face flushed from the way he'd just tilted her back. "Because I have made
Chandler caught her arm, stopping her movement. She stared at his place where he made contact and he dropped his hand to his side. The thing was that he did understand. He understood how it felt to have a sibling who seemed to be the apple of everyone's eye. The child the parents were always proud of. The one who had everything figured out. "I'm not complaining," he said, "I kinda did the same thing and you listened…. And it's okay to start over. As long as you don't give up. You can try as many times as you need to," Elena smiled at him. It was weird and funny at the same time. How she'd come here, anxious to see her crush from years ago… Who happened to be his brother, and now she couldn't even remember if Elijah existed. She stared at the clover tattoo on the side of his hand and wondered why he had so many of them. Chandler noticed her staring. The wavy length of her deep brown hair caught the lights in the room and he tilted his head and watched her for a moment. It had been a