Sorry I haven't updated! I've been busy (with other fun stuff that distracted me)!
I really don't know how this story is gonna play out, I'm just brainstorming still!
So, here we go!
Oh, and this story is a bit M very subtle suggestion but absolutely NO LEMON :(
Mai's P.O.V.
Wow, that was such a nice thing for him to say, no matter how loud it was. So I decided to invite him to either the café or my house for lunch the next day, his choice, since that was my day off. He told me he didn't particularly like the café, so I told him that we could go to my house instead.
"Okay, that's fine with me!" he confirmed. But I didn't miss it when he blushed, very slightly. I wonder why he did that?
Later, before he got here, I had changed from my short, pleated skirt and white turtleneck to a pair of short shorts and yellow t-shirt. Then I decided I shouldn't wear those shorts, him being a priest and all, and changed into skinny jeans instead. I also thought that my t-shirt wasn't the right color, and changed into a black t-shirt. Then I asked myself. Then I changed into some Capri's and a white blouse. Too formal. Then I asked myself, 'Why do I care so much about what I wear?' and decided to change back into the skinnies and black tee. Final decision.
When he finally got here, he smiled and said, "Hello."
I saw that he had changed, too. He was wearing a tan jacket and blue jeans.
We ate, talked casually, and then he left. It was a nice visit. It was a long time since I've felt happy like that. But when I went to bed that night, I slipped slowly back into my previous state.
Depression. It was worse now though, because I didn't love that narcissist anymore. I felt like there was a gaping hole in my heart, and I didn't know how to fill it.
But John made it better. He didn't heal it, not in the slightest, but he made it easier to ignore. And that was more than I could ask for.
Slowly, quietly, I finally drifted into sleep.