Pacey POV
I looked over to her. Joey Potter was finally in my car and she was asleep. Her face was still bruised, her hands bandaged but she finally looked peaceful. I was hoping to get her back to Boston and then let her decide where she wanted to go from there. I guessed giving her time she would eventually see that she needed Bessie, even if she was being stubborn.
I pulled over to the side of the road and just watched her sleep. I can't help it, I love this girl. I always have and always will. There will never be anyone else for me. No one has ever come close to being anything like her. When we were away for that summer on 'True Love' I would lie awake at night watching her sleep. She was cute while she slept, she was also cute while she was awake. That summer was magical. It was the best time of my entire life so far. I hope there are more times like that ahead for us.
Arriving in Boston and in front of my restaurant, I knew I had to wake her. "Jo, we're here." I gently shook her, still not knowing which parts of her body weren't bruised.
"Already, Pace, you let me sleep the whole way here. How inconsiderate of me." She had a small smile on her face. Joey at her sarcastic best.
Walking into the restaurant, I could see it was full. Good. trade was still up and everyone looked to be coping in my absence. I gently guided Joey through to the office space at the back, where the stairs led to my home. "Pace, this place is amazing. you have done so well for yourself."
"I know." I couldn't help but be honest. But it was nice to hear it from someone else. Opening the door to my apartment, I noticed it had been cleaned. Thank you Hazel. My assistant manager was a dream when it came to domesticity. "Make yourself at home. I have to go downstairs and check on a few things but I won't be long. Do you want anything to eat?"
"Pick me your speciality." She replied with a smile as she lowered herself to the sofa. She winced in pain as she hit it but was happy once she was down.
"Okay, be back in a bit. TV's there, phone's over there and music system is behind you. Honestly make yourself at home."
"Thanks Pace." She smiled again before I disappeared out the door.
I looked over to her. Joey Potter was finally in my car and she was asleep. Her face was still bruised, her hands bandaged but she finally looked peaceful. I was hoping to get her back to Boston and then let her decide where she wanted to go from there. I guessed giving her time she would eventually see that she needed Bessie, even if she was being stubborn.
I pulled over to the side of the road and just watched her sleep. I can't help it, I love this girl. I always have and always will. There will never be anyone else for me. No one has ever come close to being anything like her. When we were away for that summer on 'True Love' I would lie awake at night watching her sleep. She was cute while she slept, she was also cute while she was awake. That summer was magical. It was the best time of my entire life so far. I hope there are more times like that ahead for us.
Arriving in Boston and in front of my restaurant, I knew I had to wake her. "Jo, we're here." I gently shook her, still not knowing which parts of her body weren't bruised.
"Already, Pace, you let me sleep the whole way here. How inconsiderate of me." She had a small smile on her face. Joey at her sarcastic best.
Walking into the restaurant, I could see it was full. Good. trade was still up and everyone looked to be coping in my absence. I gently guided Joey through to the office space at the back, where the stairs led to my home. "Pace, this place is amazing. you have done so well for yourself."
"I know." I couldn't help but be honest. But it was nice to hear it from someone else. Opening the door to my apartment, I noticed it had been cleaned. Thank you Hazel. My assistant manager was a dream when it came to domesticity. "Make yourself at home. I have to go downstairs and check on a few things but I won't be long. Do you want anything to eat?"
"Pick me your speciality." She replied with a smile as she lowered herself to the sofa. She winced in pain as she hit it but was happy once she was down.
"Okay, be back in a bit. TV's there, phone's over there and music system is behind you. Honestly make yourself at home."
"Thanks Pace." She smiled again before I disappeared out the door.