I was so freaken mad at Lilly I swear I almost slapped her!!! I was really sad as well. There were tears rolling down her cheeks.
She knew it too. I saw fear in her eyes. On her face, once so pretty. Seeing her look at me that way, it was over. She knew that as well. It was quiet until I blew a relaxing sigh. “Have you got a place to go?” This was a solid kiss my yankee a** break up. S***!!!!!
“I..I don’t know.” she said and reached for her wine. Her delicate hand trembled as she sipped. “Well git your s*** out of the bathroom and bedroom you might need in the morning. The guestroom is down the hall and your welcome to it for two nights. I’m gonna wash up and hit the hay… G’night my love.” I finished as I stood from the stool at the breakfast bar. I went to the fridge for a cold beer and out to the back deck for a smoke to unwind. Most of the dual vanity was clear when I went in. I washed up, stripped, pulled on some sleep shorts which was out of the ordinary and slid into my nice clean and suddenly huge and cold, lonely bed. I had to cry a little lying there alone but I slept just fine.