My Escort

Am sorry

I close my eyes tightly, doing away the tears. I want to be alone, but I also want to

be with him. What a fool I've become.

"Please, Mia," Red insists, his tone placating. "I shouldn't have said what I said. You are right; it's none of my business."

After a few minutes of sitting in silence contemplating Red's imploring voice, I

pull myself up and slowly open the door. He's standing right outside and only moves a bit when he sees me.

"Mia." He sounds relieved despite looking worried at my puffy eyes. I still in my

stance, sniffling.

"Oh f**k, I'm so sorry." He dashes in without thinking twice and

scoops me into a tight hug. My body relaxes instantly, thawing in his brace that takes my pain away. Burying

my face on his chest, I hug him back tightly and I don't want to let go.