49~Hannah

"All packed up?"

"Yeah." I grunted, setting down the last of my luggage.

"I'm going to miss you so bad." He held my hands and pulled me in for a hug and didn't want to let go.

"I'll miss you too." I said over his shoulder.

"Any idea when you're going to come back?" He asked, rubbing on my back while he kissed my exposed shoulder blade.

"As soon as it's up and running, I'll be back here." I said and pulled away.

"Why do you have to go?" he whined. I rolled my eyes, ready to explain for the umpteenth time that LA was the perfect place to set up another salon cause it would yield more income and I had to go there and supervise it myself to avoid mismanagement.

"It's just for a few months Simon, I'll be back before you know it." I told him, sorting through my luggage once again.

"Months?!" He exclaimed.

"Yup." Honestly I was glad to have the perfect excuse to get away from Atlanta. I mean, the judgemental stares had become too much and I wanted to be off the church gossip charts f