chair, completely blown away. Funny, how things could change so quickly. The last ten minutes would change the rest of my life forever. They already had. No matter if in the end Cole and I didn’t work out, I would always remember his words and his kisses as something to treasure.
Jesse’s look was assessing when I entered the common room. When I gave him a bright smile, even I could feel my face light up. He grinned at me and gave me a smirk. A smirk! For weeks I had seen him do nothing but frown and glare and now he was smirking at me.
“So what they say in the movies is true. Roses and kisses really do work as legit apologies. I need to remember that.” Oh, my God. And now he was teasing me! In my head, I jumped up and down in glee for having had a hand in this fun side of Jesse making an appearance. On the outside, I remained cool and collected when I returned his teasing, “Yeah, buddy. You should take note. Roses and kisses go a long way,” then I lowered my voice and gave him a serious look, “Some honest and heartfelt words also don’t hurt.” I was being serious because I wanted him to know that yes, people screwed up, that was life. But an honest apology would go a long way. It was never too early or too late to learn life lessons.
I had set up a meeting with my supervisor first thing tomorrow morning to discuss Jesse’s and Chloe’s case, but for now, I had them settled in one of our rooms. Now that I knew they were brother and sister instead of a couple, they were allowed to sleep in the same room. Jesse had been relieved when I told him that. Even if the shelter was safe for them at night and he didn’t have to worry about Chloe being attacked, he still didn’t want to let her out of his sight.
The rest of the day went by without any more drama. Or maybe that was just me riding my high from this morning. Daily drama is unavoidable at a youth outreach shelter, but today I took it in stride. Because Jesse had opened up to me, and now I had a chance of getting them off the streets and finding a good home for them.
And because Cole had blown me away with his revelations. To be honest, it scared me a little, our relationship changing that dramatically. Yeah, I had always wanted him to be mine in every way, but dreaming about it and actually having it were two completely different things. I had no idea if we could make this work. Neither one of us had any experience with romantic relationships. The thought of Cole not realizing that he would have to commit to me and only me, scared me. After hooking up with and treating girls like shit since he was sixteen, it must be hard for him to break that habit. And he was right. I did deserve better than that and would not accept that kind of behavior from my boyfriend while in an exclusive and committed relationship.
But I wanted him.
I hoped to God that he wanted this badly enough to really give it a try, because the alternative was a nightmare. If after everything he had told me today, he turned out to be a massive jerk of a boyfriend, I don’t think we would be able to recover from that. In any way. We would have to part ways, cut all ties. And that thought scared the ever-living hell out of me.
Chapter 6
Cole
It was five minutes to six when I was knocking on her front door. I had a key and she knew I was coming, but this was a date and I wanted to treat it as such. I was new to this, had never cared about how a boyfriend was supposed to behave, but this was my Liz and I had to try my absolute best. She deserved to have the best boyfriend, someone who made her feel special and loved and appreciated in every way. And I was going to do anything and everything to be that man for her. There was absolutely no going back from this. Yes, it did scare the shit out of me, but seeing the hurt I inflicted last night had broken something inside of me. Since I knew I wouldn’t be able to watch her fall in love with someone else, the only alternative to