Dear Heart, You Screwed Me(59)

“Well, don’t rule it out, okay?”

“I won’t. As long as I am away from Adele, I’ll be happy.”

“Hey! I could get you a job at the hotel if you need a little float between.”

“Thank you hun, I might take you up on that.”

It would help if I couldn’t find anything, and I really didn’t want to rely on Killian to get me a job just because we were married.

“Anything for you my little sugar plum,” she smiled, stabbing a fork into her chips and shoving them into her mouth.

I snorted a laugh as I ate with her.



Walking arm in arm back to my apartment block, I couldn’t feel my hands. It was so bitter out.

“How are things going with Tryst? Any idea when you’re going to tell your dad?” I nudged Connie. I heard her sigh.

“I will, soon,” she nodded, “he probably won’t even remember him, he didn’t like the fact I was dating. He is a little over the top,” she air quoted ‘little.’

“No shit,” I laugh, I knew how Killian could be.

“But he may be okay now, I am older, more mature and sophisticated,” she nudged me back.

“That you are,” I winked, stopping as we waited outside the apartment block.

“I’ll set a date up soon, me, you, Tryst and I’ll sort the blind date out for you,” she winked.

I felt myself tense at the thought of going on a blind date, but I needed to get over Killian, and a date would help that. Hopefully.

“Yeah,” I muttered, looking into the building, “You wanna come up or?”

“I would love too but I have a date with Tryst tonight so need to get dressed.”

“Okay hun,” I pulled her in for a cuddle. “Thanks for today, I suppose I better thank your dad for these too!” I blushed, holding the shopping bags up.

“Don’t worry about it, he offered.” She stepped back and began walking away.

“Have fun tonight and be safe!” I called out after her.

“I will!” she called back before turning and disappearing into the distance.

I waited till she was out of sight before walking into my block.

“Afternoon Reese,” Frank tipped his head as I approached.

“Hi Frank,” I smiled, walking towards the lift, and heading to my floor. I was grateful to be inside the warmth. I had big plans tonight, me, wine and a good film.

The doors pinged when the lift stopped; grabbing my bags I began walking towards my apartment. Once inside I dropped the bags to my feet and shook my coat and scarf off. Ramping up the heating, I froze when I saw a huge bouquet of red roses sitting in the centre of my worktop. It took me a moment to move. Stepping slowly over, I reached for the card sitting in the beautiful flowers. Clasping it between my thumb and index finger, I couldn’t help the smile that crept onto my face.

Reese,



Let’s start again.

I’m taking you on a date.

See you at seven.

K x





The swarm of butterflies that fluttered in my stomach made me feel slightly giddy, or was that the nausea setting me off? Popping the card back into the little holder, I grabbed my bags from the front door before heading to my bedroom to get dressed.

I couldn’t help the niggle that was distracting me, part of me thought this was a disaster, that we should just leave it. But I couldn’t. Something was telling me that I needed to go, I owed it to him and myself.

Putting my new red, peter pan collar jumper on I paired it with high waisted skinny black jeans and doc martens.

I wanted comfort. I had no idea where we were going, I just hope it wasn’t anywhere uptight and stuffy. Hopefully Killian knew that too. But who was I kidding, we didn’t know one another at all.

Pulling my hair into a low ponytail, I applied some lip balm and pulled my beige trench coat on. Checking the time, it had just gone seven. I headed to the front door, walking out and locking up when I saw Killian standing in the hallway waiting for me.

“You look pretty,” he smiled at me, stepping towards me and kissing my cheek.

“Thanks,” I blushed at his words, “thank you for the flowers.”

I took a moment to appreciate the fine specimen of a man in front of me. He was handsome as hell, so beautiful. His dark brown hair was styled to perfection and pushing away from his face. Brown eyes that glistened as they raked up and down my body. A dark grey turtleneck sweater that was covered by a black puffer coat, with black jeans and boots.

He looked delicious.

“Ready?” he asked, holding his hand out for me while looking at my finger that was missing the ring.

“Where are we going?” I asked, lacing my fingers through his.

“It’s a surprise,” he winked, pulling me into him and kissing the side of my head.

I didn’t say anything, tightening my grip on his hand, he led me out to the street. I felt excited, anxious and apprehensive. I was hoping we could have a fresh start; we needed to start over. Even if we were just friends, got our annulment and then continued our friendship. He would always be in my life now because of Connie, and I was never not going to be friends with her.

We walked out into the lobby of the apartment block and past Frank. Killian gave him a curt nod and pulled me into a waiting car at the kerb.