"Theodore."
"I'mnotleaving you!"
"It's not forever! We can still see each other—"
Theo held his hand up as he spoke, my heart aching at the sight of him.
"It's a differentstate, Hannah."
"Could you not control yourself?" I half-laughed as he snorted.
"Of course I fucking could. It'syou, Hannah, always has been."
"So imagine our life if youachievedyour dreams, Theo. You could open your own business! We couldlivethe dream."
"I could study here—" he began, stopping when I sighed.
I held his hands between mine as I spoke. "I love you, and I want thebestfor you. It's you and me versus the world, right? What're a few years of long-distance?"
The sadness in his eyes almost broke me.
But I can't put my needs before his.
"I'll think about it," Theo agreed. "After we fuck."
Typical De Luca...
31
HANNAH
"Ifucking hate goodbyes," Theo muttered into my mouth, his arms wrapping around me as he sighed into me.
"Me too."
Tears filled my eyes when he squeezed me tighter.
"Baby,listen. If you need me, just holler. I'll be back as fast as I can."
"As fast as aflightcan get you here," I corrected him as he pulled away, resting his forehead on mine.
"Or a car."
"It's an eleven-hour drive," I groaned as Theo held his car keys up.
"Drive it carefully. You two are my babies."
I grinned, grabbing the keys, elated he was leaving his car with me whilst he was away.
"When you come back. I'll be here," I whispered, tears stinging my eyes as his dad honked his horn good-naturedly.
Theo rolled his eyes, flipping him the bird as he turned to me.
"You better be. I'll be home for Thanksgiving."
We didn't speak as we kissed tenderly.
The tears threatened to fall, and I gulped.
