Complicated

by Kristen Ashley

But he caught Greta’s eyes, tipped his head to the side, his lips up, and then without looking back, he walked out the front door. And he did it not having that first clue that, with a tip of his head and a small curl to his lips, he shifted the axis of Glossop, Nebraska in a way anyone who knew either of them, which was most, started to believe dreams could come true.

That doesn’t say one-night stand. That says protect your woman.”

“Greta, sometimes to carve some good in your life, you gotta work for it and even fight for it.”

“Like I said, good for you, man. And I don’t mean that snarky, Hix. She’s pretty. Looks sweet. Great fucking smile. Friend or whatever, after what you been through, you deserve a smile like that aimed your way. So good for you.”

“I can because I know this, if you wanted a twenty-five thousand dollar ring for our anniversary, I’d take a second job to get it for you.”

“It’s you. It was you from the first time you sat your ass across from me at that table at the Dew and you know it. I knew it. It freaked me and I bailed, that’s how strong your pull was. All the shit I jacked up between us was because I couldn’t deal. I couldn’t adjust that fast to being given a shot at something so fucking beautiful when my life had turned to such shit. I couldn’t believe in it. I wouldn’t let myself believe. But in the end I didn’t have to do dick because you turned out to be just as beautiful as you are and I had no choice but to let you make me believe.”