I was stuck there with my mouth open. Again, I had to fight myself so that I wouldn’t use a corny one-liner, but I lost the fight, “As a matter of fact, I do,” I smiled. I managed to quickly save myself from my pickup line, “But I have no idea if this is going to be something he’s going to like. Let me get your card and I’ll come back and commit to something once I have a better idea.”
“Not a problem at all,” Jayson smiled, handing me his card. “Call me when you’re ready.”
At this point, he knew what was up. Which is why, when I called him, he said, “I was hoping you would call me.”
Jayson and I couldn’t keep our hands off each other for the next couple of months. Our flirting felt like home. We were under each other’s skin, but when Jayson literally fell off the face of the planet, I was unsettled. For a solid two weeks, I couldn’t sleep. My thoughts were mostly of him and before I knew it, two years had passed and thankfully, so did my feelings for Jayson.
A month ago, Jayson called me, apologized and told me that he always had a special place in his heart for me. “But where did you go?” I asked him, genuinely curious about his disappearing act.
“There were a lot of bad things going on with my family and I had to move away. I just came back and you’ve always been on my mind. I was just hesitant to call you because I didn’t know if you would accept my apology and want me back…because I want you back,” he confessed.
Feelings started rushing back into my heart, I felt the heat rise into my cheeks and I could hear my heart thump. I can’t lie; I wanted to see what we could rekindle. But I couldn’t get past that two years that Jayson left me hanging with no explanation.
“You were on my mind almost everyday Danielle. I promise you that I cannot shake you. I tried because I knew that with my family issues, I didn’t have time to worry about a relationship. But you never left me,” Jayson confessed as if his survival depended on my forgiveness.
“So what are you saying, Jayson?” I tried to be a lot harsher than what I was actually feeling. I wanted to be strong and not let Jayson know that I was wanted to try again. He can’t just come back after two years and expect us to pick up where we left off. Or can he?
What would you do if you dated someone who left for two years and came back claiming to want to start fresh?