her.
“Julie, don’t pull away. I’m just struggling to deal with some of the things he did that I didn’t know about. He didn’t say a word about coming to see you. What do you mean he tried to kiss you into coming back?”
She shrugged uncomfortably. “He just kissed me for a long time, waiting for me to respond. It was very strange. It was as if he had to make me see how good he was. I didn’t respond other than yelling at him. I used his real name, I think that shocked him. He left after that.”
Gabe ran his thumb over her knuckles and a surge of need swept through her. Just having him here, whispering, talking, was amazing to her. Yes, if Butter hadn’t taken his life, she wouldn’t have had a reason to come back to find him.
Now that he was right there with her, she wondered if there was any chance she could bring Gabe back into her life.
Chapter Five
JULIE WAS LOOKING a little heavy lidded. When he glanced at the clock he realized it was past one a.m. They’d been talking and reminiscing for hours. “Do you have a place to stay tonight?”
Julie’s eyes widened when she looked at the clock as well. “Oh, no. I was going to go down and get a hotel room along the coast somewhere. I just wanted to be here for you if you needed something.”
Gabe looked at her with fresh respect. Yes, he’d expected to see her at Butter’s funeral, but she didn’t have to stay any longer than that. That she would stay here for him, just to make sure he was okay with everything going on made him feel…loved. And not so alone.
“Thank you, Julie. I really appreciate that. If you have time, maybe you can go over to his apartment with me tomorrow?”
She nodded and stood to gather up her things.
Gabe felt panic tighten his chest. “You know, it’s stupid to get in a car this late and try to find a bed. Just stay here. You can take my bedroom and I’ll sleep on the couch or in the recliner.”
She hesitated but common sense won out. “I am pretty tired. Are you sure that won’t put you out?”
“Of course not. I’d love to have you here.”
Truer words had never been spoken. Just having her in his apartment again fulfilled him in ways he hadn’t felt for a long time. “Give me your keys, I’ll go get your bag.”
She handed them over without comment and he did as promised, carrying her small overnight bag in and handing it to her. All of the pizza clutter was disposed of and she was zipping the few remaining pieces into a Ziploc bag. Gabe probably would have just left the pizza out in the box to chew on the next morning, but Julie wouldn’t do that.
Having her in his life had been enlightening. She’d given him a taste of what it might be like to be married, and he’d enjoyed every second of it. Honestly, he wanted it again.
With an appreciative smile she took her bag from him. “I think I’m too tired to shower even. I might just go to bed.” She stood there a little awkwardly as if debating whether or not to kiss him. Gabe took the decision out of her hands by leaning down to press his lips to hers. For a brief second she hesitated then she warmed to him, leaning in to press against the length of his body. Gabe groaned, wondering how he could go from the saddest of days to being shown a glimpse of heaven.
They had been perfect together. When he’d met her in that bar, it had been easy to see that it wasn’t her usual hangout, she’d just gone to meet up with a friend. She’d nursed the beer she’d had for a long time, just chatting, before he’d sent her a fresh one. And though she’d smiled at him and nodded, she hadn’t drunk that one either. But she’d said yes when he’d offered to dance.
Dancing could tell you a lot about a person and they had moved together as if they’d been doing it forever. A few weeks later, after they’d been on a few dates, he’d asked her back to his apartment and they had loved all through the night. The next morning it had shaken him how easy it