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Jonathon leaned his head back on the couch, staring absently at the ceiling.
He was supposed to be studying for his advanced calculus and statistics class,
not like he really needed to. He would graduate from the University of Berlin
in a week and hopefully, he would graduate with high honors. He rolled off the
couch in the apartment that he had rented for the semester
I was her she was me
We were one we were free
And if there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
And if there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
He stared at the picture of Leigh and him that he had pulled out. Her arms were looped around his neck, her cheek pressed up against his. He smiled ruefully as he flipped to the next picture of her alone, she was looking over her shoulder at him, sticking out her tongue and crossing her eyes. It made him chuckle softly. She had a sense of humor that was rarely seen and she could always make him laugh.
We were young we were wrong
We were fine all along
And if there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
Where you get to where you want to go
And you know the things you want to know
You're smiling
He went to the next picture of her and him, he had her tossed over his shoulder and she was pounding on his back. The next picture made his heart ache a little. It was of the both of them again, their noses were touching and their eyes were closed. It was a private moment that his sister had captured without them knowing.
When you said what you wanna to say
And you the way you wanna play yeah
You'll be so high you'll be flying
Jonathon closed his eyes, remembering. He could remember the time she broke her ankle and he helped her everywhere. That had been the longest time that they had been together and they hadn't fought. He opened his eyes again and looked at the next picture. He was carrying Leigh out of the hospital, her ankle in the cast. She was holding a bouquet of lilies that he had bought her from the florist down the street from the hospital. She was cuddled against him.
Though the sea will be strong
I know we'll carry on
'Cos if there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
He sighed and looked back up at the ceiling. He reached up and pulled out the chain that he wore around his neck. On the end, dangled the ring that she had given to him on his birthday, the day that they had made their break up official. The silver band glinted from the lamplight. The break up had left an indelible impression on him. He hadn't even thought of dating, let alone girls. He couldn't be the same guy that he used to be. There was a part of him missing. It was she. And with the typical Maxwell excess, he had thrown himself into his schoolwork and the business.
When you get to where you wanna go
And you know the things you wanna know
You're smiling
She made him prove himself to her. It hadn't been easy for him to get her to go out with him in the first place. He had never had to work so hard to get a girl to go out with him before. He saw it as a challenge and being who he was, he didn't pass them up. A smile quirked his lips when he thought of the time he had bought her enough lilies to fill her room and enough of those chocolate chip cookies that she loved to fill several cookie jars. She had relented and went out with him after that. And all the hard work had been worth it. She was worth it.
When you said what you wanna say
And you know the way you wanna
Say it yeah
You'll be so high you'll be flying
Jonathon took the next picture out of the carved box. His smile was bittersweet. It was just of her, sleeping on the couch. Her hair was spilling across the pillow in disarray. For once she looked peaceful. He placed the picture over on the table before taking out the next one. He almost laughed at the next one. It was her after a food fight in the Winner's kitchen. She had just gotten a pie in the face, courtesy of his sister. Randy was in the picture too, with chocolate sauce smeared on her face, courtesy of Leigh. He remembered that fight all too well. Victoria and Chris had started it and it just spilled over, getting every one of them involved. Quatre nearly went into cardiac arrest after seeing the mess twenty young adults and teenagers had left. Leigh had gotten him, by pouring gravy on his head and down the back of his shirt. He had retaliated by dumping water mixed with flour on her head.
I was her she was me
We were one we were free
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
He put that picture aside and came across one that Randy had taken without him or Leigh noticing. They were both asleep in the hammock outside the back of the house. She was lying curled up next to him, his arms holding her possessively against him. Her head was tucked under his chin. He closed his eyes and pushed the lump in his throat back down. How he wished she was here, sleeping next to him like that.
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
Yeah, she's the one
He knew she was the only one to make him feel so much. He loved her more then anything. Their breakup hadn't diminished his feelings for her. He pulled out the last picture. It was of her alone. She was posing for the camera with her chin propped up on one hand. Her pink lips were curved up in a knowing smile and her ice blue eyes sparkling brilliantly. Her shoulder length hair was curled about her shoulders and wisps of it were lying against her cheeks. It was a picture that he had taken.
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
She's the one
He put the box down on the table, but kept the picture in his hand. He continued to look at it. She was the only woman who loved him. They fought like cats and dogs, but when they didn't fight, it was hard to pry them apart. And he never had to hide who he really was with her. She loved him unconditionally.
If there's somebody calling me on
She's the one
Jonathon knew she was the one. His heart told him that, but his own self doubt had kept him from telling her. She meant more to him then he let on. And even if it killed him, he would get her back and prove to her that he loved her. "Damn," he sighed as the song faded. He rubbed the heel of his hands in his eyes. Just then the phone rang on his desk. He sighed again and swung his legs over to the floor. He walked over to his desk on the far wall, dropping down into the bentwood chair. The phone rang loudly again. "Yeah, yeah," he muttered as he flipped on the video screen and picked up the phone. "Hello?" His mother's face popped up on the screen. "Mom?"
"Hello sweetheart," Hilde said as she smiled briefly.
"What are you calling for?" he asked. He noticed her harried expression. "What's wrong mom?"
"I'm at the hospital. Victoria had the baby," she replied as she looked over her shoulder.
His brows arched in surprise. "Isn't she early?"
"She's two weeks early. It's crazy over here. Your father is trying to pacify Chris, who is in a panic because she was early. Heero and Relena are looking after Alex. I can't get your sister, she's not picking up…"
"Mom, calm down. Is Victoria okay now?"
"She's all right now. She's still with the doctor. But your brother is still pacing the hall like a caged lion and like I said, your father is trying to calm him down."
"So, did she have a boy or a girl?"
"A boy. Named already too."
"What did they name him?"
"Rhys Tyler."
"That's a good name," Jonathon said as he raked his hand through his hair. "So is everything else ok? Did you already talk to David?"
"Yes, I called him before you. I just need to reach Randy and I haven't been able to get her," Hilde replied as she looked over her shoulder again.
"Mom, hasn't it occurred to you that it's the middle of the night here and she's an ocean away, where it happens to be daylight still. She's probably out with Donavon and Vaughn," he said as he gave her a reassuring smile. "How are you doing?"
"I'm all right. I'm trying to keep your brother pacified too, but your father suggested that I call and tell you guys the news. It's hard though. Victoria was not supposed to deliver this week. She was due over Christmas not two weeks before," Hilde said, still a little worried.
"Don't worry about it mom. Victoria is a tough chick. If she can take on Chris, she'll be absolutely fine," Jonathon pointed out.
"That's true. Your brother was always a handful," she sighed. "And Victoria does manage to keep him in line. And she's Heero's daughter too."
"That should be the dead give away that she'll be all right."
Hilde's smile brightened a little. "And how is school going?"
"I have one final tomorrow and then I'm all done. You remember that I graduate this time?"
"I remember dear. And we'll be there this Monday to see you graduate. My kids are growing up so fast."
"Don't worry mom, you'll have two grandchildren to chase after. And soon, David and Kellie will be married and add another few onto that. Not if Victoria gets pregnant again first."
"After this, I think Victoria and Chris will wait to have more, if they want any," Hilde said with a wry smile. She looked over her shoulder again before looking back at him. "I better go now Jonathon. I think your dad needs me to relieve him. He looks like he needs some coffee."
"All right. Thanks for calling and telling me mom. Send Chris and Vicky my best," Jonathon said as he smiled brightly.
"I will. Love you."
"Love you too mom," he said before hanging up and flipping off the video screen. He sat back in his chair. "Lucky devil," he said to himself. "Chris has two kids already. David is getting married in June and Randy has Donavon. And me? I have no one because I let her go." He banged his head on the edge of the desk. "And she's always with Ling from what I hear." He banged his head again. "You are a baka Jonathon Maxwell. A real class 'A' baka."
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Hilde stared worriedly at the video screen for a moment. She shook her head sadly. Her second born had looked tired and worn. He hadn't been the same since he and Leigh really broke it off on his birthday. And it hurt her that he wasn't getting over it. She knew that he still loved Leigh more then anything. He wasn't giving up. However, it was taking a toll on him that she could plainly see. His eyes had lost some of their vibrancy and became a little colder. He had drawn too deeply into himself and he was making himself miserable. She sighed and turned around to observe Duo, trying to calm down Chris, who was walking back and forth in the middle of the hall. "Jonathon is so much like Duo, as are Chris and David. They all feel so deeply and they take things so hard. Jonathon is still hurting, although I know he tries to hide it." She sighed again, raking back her raven hair with one hand. "I just wish there was something that I could do for him," she said to herself as she turned back to the phone and began trying to call Randy again.
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Leigh walked down the hall of the hospital two days later. She was on her way to visit Victoria. Her navy heels clicked on the tiled floor as she made her way towards the private room that Victoria had been put in. She looked over her shoulder. She hadn't told Ling that she would be coming here today. She had been seeing him for five months now. She liked him a great deal, but she didn't love him. She knew it in her heart. There was only one guy that she loved. She still loved Jonathon. She sighed and looked forwards again and saw that Victoria had other visitors today as well. "Hello Dominic."
Dominic's eyes found Leigh. A smile that belonged to his mother curved his lips. "Hey there Leigh. Come to see Vicky and Rhys?"
"Yeah, I figured I would stop by today on my lunch hour," she replied as she paused for a moment next to him. "So another Yuy with Maxwell blood will be running around."
"I know. Dad's hoping that Rhys looks like our side instead of Duo's. But I don't think that's going to happen. Rhys has cobalt blue eyes and it looks like he might have Duo's hair color too," Dominic sighed, raking his hand through is unruly dark brown hair. He was the image of Heero.
"Who's in there now? I can hear voices."
"Mom's in there. So is Chris. The guy hasn't left the hospital in two days. My sister has already confessed to me that he's driving her nuts."
"That's Chris for you. Always driving everyone crazy," Leigh sighed, "especially Victoria. I don't know how she puts up with it."
"I don't know either," Dominic admitted as he shrugged his shoulders.
Relena came out of the room, with Chris trailing behind her. She spotted Leigh and smiled. "Hello there Leigh. Come to see Victoria?"
"Yes. I figured I would stop by before she gets swamped by everyone once they all come home," Leigh said as she nodded her head.
"That's a good idea," Relena said as she looked over at Chris. She shook her blond head at him. "And you should stop hovering over her. You're driving her insane Chris."
"She's needs to be looked after, she's being melodramatic," Chris sulked, crossing his arms.
"You really should give it a rest braid boy. You wouldn't want your lovely wife to smother you in your sleep once she comes home?" Leigh smirked.
Chris glowered at Leigh, but said nothing. "I'm going back…"
"No, you're not. Let Leigh visit Victoria and Rhys alone without you there," Relena said firmly. "Go home, shower, get changed, and get some coffee. Leigh will probably still be here if you don't want to leave her alone."
"But…"
"Go Chris. There will be no way you'll be able to talk your way around my mom. If I can't do it, and my dad can't do it, neither will you," Dominic said as he gave the older Maxwell a slight push.
Chris pouted. "Fine." He went back in the room for a moment before coming back out. He looked over at Leigh. "I'll be back in an hour. Look after her."
"I will," Leigh sighed, rolling her eyes.
He nodded his head and started walking down the hall. He kept on looking over his shoulder though.
Dominic rolled his eyes. "I'll see you later Leigh. Come on mom, I told dad that I would take you to the meeting at the Government Palace."
"All right," Relena sighed, patting her sedate bun. "Good bye Leigh."
"Good bye Relena. You too Dominic," Leigh said as she waved them off. She went into the room, closing the door silently behind her. She smiled when she got a view of Victoria and Rhys. "Hey there."
Victoria looked up from the baby. She gave Leigh a relieved smile. "Oh thank God, you're here. I love Chris dearly, but he's going to make me strangle him in a minute."
"Overprotective vibe?"
"More like it's oozing from every pore. He's worse then my dad," Victoria snorted softly as she looked back down at her son.
Leigh pulled a chair up next to the bed. She leaned forwards and smiled. "He's adorable."
"I know. Chris wanted a boy. He got one," Victoria said, laughing quietly. "But I'm glad it's over. I was getting tired of being pregnant."
"You looked good pregnant though. I can only hope to look as great as you did when I'm pregnant," Leigh admitted honestly.
"I bet you will. You take good care of yourself. And you're active. So you should probably look as good as me, if not better. But I told Chris this morning, no more for awhile. I want to stay thin for a little bit."
"That's understandable. You were pregnant last year. You were pregnant this year. You really didn't have a lot of time between babies."
"Call it Chris's inability to keep his hands off of me for more then a minute," Victoria said as she rolled her eyes.
"You know those Maxwell men, they can never keep their hands off," Leigh chuckled.
"And speaking of Maxwell men, you still in love with you know who?"
Leigh's face colored slightly.
"I knew it! You're still in love with Jonathon," Victoria said with a triumphant smile.
"I'm not!" Leigh protested.
"You're wearing his cross. I don't even have Chris's. Jonathon gave you his on his own free will. And you haven't taken it off since you broke up with him," Victoria stated smugly.
"You have way too much time on your hands if you think about that," Leigh grouched, sitting back in her chair.
"You're always like this when you know I'm right. And you're still in love with my handsome brother in law. And there's nothing wrong with that except for the fact that you're with somebody else."
"I get along fine with Ling, thank you very much."
"But you don't love him. Good Lord, Leigh, why do you do this to yourself? You always date men that you don't love or even like that much. And there is one out there that adores you and you broke up with him!"
"Well he never said that he loved me, so that kind of puts a crimp in things," Leigh snapped.
"Didn't you ever look him in the eyes?" Victoria asked as she shifted Rhys a little.
"Yes."
"And what did you see?"
Leigh looked away from Victoria's probing Prussian blue eyes and looked out the window. "I could see that he cared for me."
"And how much was that?" Victoria prodded.
"A lot," Leigh replied softly.
"See, he cared more then he said he did. Chris doesn't have to say it, I just have to see it in his eyes and I know. And you know that gesture of theirs?"
Leigh's eyes lit up a little. "I know which one you mean. The noses."
"That whole gesture means a lot to them. When they rub their noses against yours, it carries a wealth of meaning with it. It means more then a kiss. Even more then making love," Victoria said as she slipped her one hand from under the baby and looked at her wedding band.
"They all picked it up from their parents. You see Duo and Hilde do it when they think no one is looking. I remember the first time Jonathon did that with me. He took my face between his hands and at first I thought he was going to kiss me, but he just rubbed his nose lightly against mine," Leigh answered as she fingered the cross around her neck. "And in a spilt second I understood what it meant."
"And you have to admit that the men are romantic when they want to be. Plus, they're as possessive as hell. Any guy so much as looks in my direction, Chris looks like he wants to kill."
"Chris never did like to share," Leigh said dryly, "Even his torture of you when we were children. He always had to be the one to tease and taunt you. He didn't like it if anyone else tried to."
"That's him alright. And I recall Jonathon being much the same way. He always had to have a hand on you wherever you two went. And his eyes always followed you around too. I also remember that look he gave Ling when he first met him. If looks could kill…"
"Ling would have been dead several times over," Leigh finished. "And the look he gave me was very similar that night as well."
"Do you blame the guy? You brought your new boyfriend into the house of your ex, who happens to be head over heels in love with you," Victoria said, arching a brow.
"No, I don't blame him. He had every right to look as mad as hell at me. But head over heels in love with me?" Leigh snorted, "Hardly."
"He is though. He may not say that he does, but I'm ninety nine percent sure that he does."
"And how would you know that?"
"The way he acts. I have never seen the guy so smitten before over one woman. He's obsessed with you."
Leigh raised a skeptical brow.
"He is. Trust me. Would I lie?"
Leigh sighed and sat forwards in her chair again. "Not necessarily. But you know he's never said it to me?"
"I know. But you can't discount the fact that he acts like he is," Victoria said knowingly. Rhys chose that time to whimper faintly, making her rock him gently back and forth. "Shh, love," she whispered, quieting him back down again. She returned her eyes to Leigh, who was giving Rhys a loving look. She smirked. "Would you like to hold him?"
Leigh raised her eyes back to Victoria's. "Is that all right?"
"Yeah, sure," Victoria replied as she sat up a little.
Leigh leaned forwards more and carefully took him from his mother's arms. She cradled him in her own as she leaned back in the chair. She smiled when he lazily opened his eyes. The deep cobalt blue glimmered briefly before his eyes slid closed again. There were wisps of chestnut colored hair on his head, giving testimony to the fact that Rhys would take after his father's side in looks. "He is so beautiful Victoria."
Victoria smiled, leaning back against her pillow. "He's going to be a little heartbreaker."
"Hmm, I can see that. Better pray he takes after your side in temperament since he's going to look like Chris."
"My dad's already despairing over that. Another grandchild of his that will have the cobalt eyes of his father's side."
"Well Alex has your blond hair, so she looks somewhat like your side, doesn't she?"
"She may have my blond hair, but she has Chris's cobalt eyes. And she's turning out to be as stubborn as he is," Victoria explained as she pushed her blond bangs off her forehead.
"He was always stubborn. And he was always cocky as hell too. He was always proud of being the one to devil you in school. And he let everyone know it too. He liked being caught," Leigh said as she looked back up at Victoria.
"Well he deviled you too. I remember the time he super glued you to the swings when were nine and ten. And then there was the time he tied you and me to a tree and put a bonfire around us. Our dads' had a fit over that one."
"We were twelve when he did that. I still can't believe he did that to us."
"I think it was retaliation for dumping a can of white paint on his head. It was your idea," Leigh remarked drolly.
"Yeah and see what it got us. We almost got barbecued by that maniac that I now call my husband."
"Who's a maniac?" Chris asked as he came in, carrying Alex in his arms.
"You haven't been gone an hour," Victoria said as she glanced at the clock. Her lips curled into a frown.
"So sue me," Chris replied as he leaned down and pressed a sound kiss on her lips. "Alex wanted to see her mommy."
Victoria smiled. "Hello darling," she said as she leaned over and pressed a kiss on her daughter's cheek. She looked back up at Chris. "You're hair is still wet."
"I rushed," Chris said loftily as he sat down in the other chair, Alex on his lap.
"That house better not be a mess when I come home mister or else there will be hell to pay," she warned, shaking her finger at him.
"Yeah, yeah," he replied, rolling his eyes. He looked over at Leigh. "Don't get too attached there," he smirked.
Leigh flushed and gave him a sour look. "Shut up Chris."
His smirk grew broader. He turned his eyes back towards his wife. "And what were you two talking about while I was gone?"
"About how much you're driving me insane. And about Jonathon," Victoria answered as she looked over at Leigh.
Leigh's lips twisted into a slight frown. "You had to mention that."
Chris's lips turned up into a slight smile. "So you were talking about him?"
"Your wife brought him up, I didn't," Leigh scowled.
"Well you are wearing his cross," he pointed out as he shifted Alex on his lap.
"So that doesn't mean anything."
"Of course it does Leigh. You really think my brother would just give his cross to anybody? No. Well maybe to Morgan, but she would be it besides you."
"It doesn't mean anything," Leigh reiterated tartly.
A devilish look flickered in his eyes. "Does to."
Leigh narrowed her eyes at him.
"Chris will you stop baiting Leigh," Victoria reprimanded, giving him a warning look.
"Yeah, I wouldn't want to have to kill you," Leigh hissed.
"You and what army," Chris replied back, little lights in his eye flickering mischievously.
"Chris," Victoria ground out.
Leigh's nostrils flared. She stuck her tongue out at him.
Chris did the same.
"That's mature," Victoria snapped, glaring at him.
"Sorry," Chris replied, unrepentantly.
Victoria rolled her eyes heavenwards. "Please God make sure my daughter and my son are nothing like their baka father."
"You better pray pretty hard Vicky," Leigh said shaking her head.
"I'm not that bad," Chris said, flashing a roguish grin.
"You're a Maxwell. You're always bad," Leigh stated archly.
"And you love the bad. You're still half in love with my brother. Us Maxwell men always bring out the best and the worst in the women we love," he said smugly.
"I'm not in love with your brother!"
"Yeah right Leigh. I'll believe that we hell freezes over," Chris snorted.
Leigh passed him a fulminating look as she handed Rhys back over to his mother. "Go to hell."
"Been there Leigh. And it's quite pleasant," Chris said back, grinning wickedly.
"Can't you control him at all Victoria?"
"I wish. He does what he wants anyway," Victoria sighed in defeat. "Although once I'm out of this bed, I could probably keep him in line a little better."
"You only think you could," Chris said, smirking at his wife.
"Is that a challenge?" Victoria asked, her eyes narrowing.
"Oh good Lord," Leigh sighed. "You two are classic."
"So are you and Jonathon. The sparks fly just as high and even hotter," Chris said as he smoothed a hand over his daughter's burnished blond curls.
"You…you…" Leigh sputtered indignantly.
Chris snickered.
"Chris stop it," Victoria chided, giving him a look. "She obviously doesn't want to admit it, so let it go."
"Thank you Victoria," Leigh said, flashing the other woman a quick smile. "Jonathon and I agreed it wasn't going to work."
"He agreed? Or you mean you decided for the both of you?" Chris asked archly, not letting the subject drop.
Leigh's lips twitched ominously.
"Chris," Victoria ground out.
"You know I'm right Leigh. He would twist himself into knots before he willingly gave up on you. My brother is not one to let things go."
"Well he let me go!"
"And you still love him!"
"Drop dead!"
"You first!"
Leigh growled at him.
"Admit it and I'll drop it! You love Jonathon and not Ling," Chris threw at her.
Leigh gritted her teeth together. She wanted to choke him. "Yes I love your brother! Are you happy now!"
"Yes."
"Fine," Leigh snapped as she stood. She looked at Victoria. "Bye Vic, I'll see you later. Rhys is adorable unlike his father."
"Bye Leigh. Thank you for coming," Victoria said gratefully as she watched her friend leave the room at the same time the nurse came to take Rhys back to the nursery. She watched as they left the room, looking at Chris out of the corner of her eye as he stood and put Alex in his chair. She reached out and wrapped his braid around her fist and gave it a sharp tug.
"Ouch! What the hell was that for!" he exclaimed as he turned around to look at her. He saw her lips twisting to hold back the retorts he knew that were on the tip of her tongue.
"You know exactly what it's for Christopher Maxwell! You deliberately provoked Leigh!" she countered in a low furious tone.
"So, I was right," he pouted as he rubbed his scalp.
"You might have been right, but you still shouldn't have pushed, you braided baka!"
"So you agree with me?"
"Yes, I agree with you! I know that she still loves Jonathon! But until she admits it to herself, its best not to provoke her," Victoria remarked angrily, smacking his arm.
"God, you hit harder every year," Chris whined as he rubbed his arm. He sat down on the edge of the bed. He gave her a soulful look. "Would it help if I said I'm sorry?"
Victoria glared at him.
"I'm sorry baby. Please," he said again as he pressed his forehead against hers. "You shouldn't be getting worked up. It isn't good for you."
"Then you shouldn't give me a reason to get upset," she said in a deceptively sweet tone before she reached up and pulled on his ear, making him wince, "is that clear?"
"Yes, just let go," Chris protested as she finally released him. He rubbed the lobe of his ear. "Would it help if I said I was sorry again?"
"Maybe."
"I'm sorry princess," he said leaning forwards and kissing her softly. "I won't do it again," he whispered before kissing her again.
Victoria smiled against his mouth. One thing that she loved about him was the sweet way he would kiss up to her, literally. It was endearing. And he was a damn good kisser too. "You're forgiven," she said as he lifted his mouth of hers. "But try not to bring up your brother in front of Leigh."
"I won't. I just don't understand why he can't tell her. I mean he's obsessed with her because he's so in love with her. And I don't see how Leigh would miss that. He flashes it like a neon sign."
"Because she wants to hear it. Wasn't it you or David who said that every woman needs to hear that they're loved?"
"It was David who said it and he's right. Women do. I know you like to hear it all the time."
"And you say it as often as possible. But Leigh needs to hear it from Jonathon. She won't believe it until he does."
"It might be too late though," Chris pointed out as he leaned over and picked up Alex, who was trying to get out of the chair. He sat her down on his lap and slipped one arm around Victoria's shoulders.
"It might be. Although it might be a little late, it's better then not saying it at all," Victoria said as she leaned into his side.
"How did I come to marry a smart woman like you?" he asked as he rubbed his nose against hers.
"Luck," she said as she returned the gesture.
"I love you."
"I know you do. And I love you too," she said faintly as his lips found hers in a loving kiss.
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Leigh was fuming. She wanted to strangle Chris. Her navy pumps clicked angrily on the tiled floor of the hospital. "Damn all Maxwell men!" she muttered as she stalked through the lobby and out the sliding doors. She all but slammed the door of her car as she got in. She pressed her head against the steering wheel. "Am I that obvious? If Chris and Victoria can tell that I'm still in love with him, who else can tell?" She banged her head on the steering wheel. "But what does it matter now, we broke up for good. It just wasn't working between us. It wouldn't make a difference if he told me that he loved me now, would it?" She leaned up and lifted the cross and let it dangle from her fingertips. The gold glittered brilliantly. Ling had never asked her where she had gotten it and she had never volunteered the information. He knew nothing about her history with Jonathon. "And that's the way it has to stay. Ling never finds out. And Jonathon and I are only history," she said softly, although it made her heart clench painfully in her chest, "and it has to stay that way or else I'll never be happy." A lone tear slid down her cheek. "But why can't I convince myself of that?"
*Song "She's the One" by Robbie Williams
A/N: I know this chapter was long, I hoped you enjoyed it! There will be
more coming soon, so stay tuned for more! XOXO!
