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Chapter 53
Chapter 53
‘Be patient with her. This is her dream”
My internal voice tried to calm my unease but it helped nothing.
1 got to my feet to retrieve my laptop. I sent an email to my assistant who was still in Vegas and asked him to get me a phone
ASAP
Within the next hour, someone was knocking on my door with a new phone with my old phone number in hand. These were the moments when I appreciated Adams’ work. He was a new hire but he was proving himself to be useful to me.
Once I had set up my phone again. I texted my wife, told her goodnight, and made my way to bed.
It was a little after two in the morning when I felt small arms wind around me. I looked over to find Adelaide behind me. Her eyes danced against the moonlight that streamed in through the windows I had left undrawn.
Her eyes closed and she looked exhausted. I could see the bags under her eyes.
I turned in her hold and pulled her toward me kissing her head. I breathed in her sweet and intoxicating scent. All the frustrations and anger I had been harboring melted away with her being in my arms. She calmed the raging sea inside of
1.
Tomorrow was a Sunday and she had no work-1 checked her schedule.
We would deal with it when the sun came up. But for now, I would just hold her here.
It wasn’t the sun’s morning rays on my face that woke me up. It was the shuffling around the room that brought me out of my sleep.
The first thing I noticed was that my arms were noticeably void of my small petite wife. When I lifted my head I found her walking out of the walk-in closet freshly showered and a towel around her body.
She turned her head to the side and met my gaze with hers,
“Good morning, sleepy head.” She smiled.
“Where are you going? It’s a Sunday.”
“I need to go and meet with some of the writers. There needs to be a script edit.”
She turned away from me, going back into the bathroom to retrieve something. When she came back out she rushed to the closet again.
I pulled the sheets off my body and made my way to where she was. Oh hell no. This job had taken her away from me for too long. Today was my day.
I watched her drop her towel and pull on some pants. When she turned around and saw me leaning against the door frame she paused. All it took was one look at my face and she knew that I wasn’t happy. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s Sunday.”
“I know that. But why do you look like you’re ready to punch something?”
I blew out a long-winded breath. “Oh, I don’t know Adelaide. Maybe it’s because I’ve been waiting to spend time with you all week. And now you decide that you have to meet for script reading? Why can’t you do that tomorrow?”
“It’s for the movie.”
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“I know that but you’ve been gone a lot lately. I hardly see you and you skip out on date nights now too.”
She frowned. “That’s not true date night is-oh shit.” Her eyes went wide and she realized her mistake. “Yesterday was date night and I completely blew you off. I’m so sorry.”
“If you want to make it up to me then you can stay home today.” I wasn’t going to budge on this one. “It’s been two weeks since we got here and I get it, the movie is at the forefront right now. But what about us? Our relationship needs attention
too.”
She licked her lips and ran a hand through her hair. I could see the torn expression on her face. She was contemplating what she wanted to do. And that was enough for me to already feel deflated.
“Fine,” I snapped. “Go then.”
I turned away, storming back into our room. But I didn’t get very far because a few seconds later her arms came around me. She pressed a kiss on my bare back holding on a little tighter.
“I’m sorry, Damon.” Her voice was tight and coated in emotion. “I got so caught up in it all that I forgot the promise I made to you and to myself. I love my work but you come first. Always have and always
will.”
Her words eased the tension that had been locked in my back. I removed her arms from my waist, turning around and pulling her to me.
“Can we just have today, Adie?” I said into her hair. “I just want to have you with me today. No work calls or emails. I just want me and you to just be us.”
Without hesitation, she looked up at me and said. “I’m all yours.”
I captured her lips in mine in a warm kiss. “I love you, Mrs Steyn.”
“And I love you, Mr. Steyn.”
I felt better after telling her how I felt but I couldn’t stop the uneasy feeling I had that it would happen again. Our future in LA may be short if we couldn’t figure this out.