Henri
Less than an hour after I got off the phone with Aaron that morning, I was showered and packed so that we could just come back to pick up our suitcases after breakfast. I'd done enough blubbering about Edi for the weekend, so I was determined to stay off the subject. I also wanted to steer clear of any more talk about his feelings for me. It terrified me as much as it thrilled me. For as much as he said that our relationship would remain as professional as always, I could already feel things changing. Though in his defense, I'd felt them changing weeks ago.
I still hadn't decided or known what was going to happen between Edi and me. I wasn't sure I could go through with it. What if she really didn't want anything more to do with me anymore? I didn't want to risk Aaron finding out t
