Why Don't You Just Meet Me In The Middle Novels & Stories

Fewer still manage to hold together a community of this size without it fracturing from the inside, though I understand you've recently had reason to test that particular skill rather directly. *I think it's time we spoke properly, without the distance of a lecture hall or the theater of hypotheticals between us. There are things about your situation you don't yet understand, and things about mine that might interest you more than you expect. I propose a meeting. Neutral ground, at a time and place of my choosing, which I will send once I have your answer.* *Consider it carefully. I do so enjoy watching a good experiment find its footing.* There was no signature. There didn't need to be one.

But I'm sure not giving them back that ten percent. But that's not my problem right now. How exactly do I meet my ice queen without freaking her out?

“You said something about waiting for ten years, but it seems too long. How about five?" This time, I looked at him with squinted eyes. “You were the one who mentioned waiting till ten years, and I went with it.” “That was before I knew you were willing to consider it, so five?” “No. Ten.” “Five.” He repeated, his voice softer. “Nine,” “Five.” “That is not how a bargain works, silly," I laughed. “And how does it work?” He said, moving closer to me. “You go high and I go low until we meet in the middle.”

he trailed off. “There’s no used crying over spilled milk. What's done is done.” He sighed in defeat. “Can we just talk? We might not be able to go back to the way we used to, but we should find a middle ground.” A middle ground? That couldn't be possible because I either had all of him or none at all. But I didn't tell him that. I was about to reply when the door flung open.

“Find out what you can and let us know when you have scheduled the meeting.” Ryan tilts his head. “You want me to now schedule the meeting for you. Why?” A soft chuckle rolls out of my mouth. “If I call him, he will want to discuss it right away. I need someone in the middle to schedule it for me. You won’t take his BS.” I sigh. “I’m afraid he might whine to my assistant and end up getting his way. Plus, you know when we will go back to the Midwest.”

“I felt weird not talking today.” “Me too,” I admitted. “Is this… okay?” he asked. “Us giving each other space?” “I think it has to be,” I replied. “Otherwise one of us gets lost.” There was a pause. Then, quietly, “I don’t want that to be you.” I closed my eyes. “Then meet me halfway,” I said. “Not perfectly. Just intentionally.” “I’m trying,” he said. And I believed him. The weekend passed gently. No dramatic fights. No big declarations. Just adjustments.

MIA'S POV “I need the ring back” I heard Matt say as we both sat inside our favorite coffee shop enjoying coffee and delicious jam stuffed doughnuts. We had decided to meet up for lunch finally after being apart for about two whole weeks. ‘Work was tedious’, Matt had said with other weird excuses as to why he couldn’t meet up with me. This was weird and downright suspicious as we were the kind of couple who couldn’t stay apart from each other for just a day and now he suddenly became fine with not seeing me for almost two weeks! . It took a lot of bugging for him to agree to a mini date today.

The other Alpha had insisted that we meet in his territory, but my council was telling me that it would be better for us to meet in ours. Since we were at a stalemate, I suggested that we meet in neutral territory where neither party would be able to show their true selves, and we would all be forced to behave, which meant that we would all be safe. I suggested that we meet in town, just outside our territory, and for some odd reason I suggested we meet in the ice-cream shop.

“ i’ll call her what i want. Why didn’t-” “ you won’t. Not to me. And i didn’t know she had a dog.” “ Just what I need. You, with old feelings, that just might hold us back.” “ nothing will hold us back. Don’t worry.” he said.

Great. I groaned, then got to my feet. "Well, your curiosity is over. I'm out of here." I didn't say goodbye and went on my way. I faced the street and the blazing hot afternoon sun, searching for a taxi. Much as I wanted to call Kyle, I can't. He told me right after I had absorbed his crazy explanation that he shouldn't be seen with me in broad daylight as it was against their rule or something. So we only met up when the sun wasn't visible, most preferably close to midnight, like vampires.