THE FIRE BETWEEN THEM. EP-3
411 Words
For the next weeks, Rose and Adrian were inseparable.
Sunrise coffees.
Midday messages.
Late-night whispers tangled in sheets she never wanted to untangle.
But it wasn’t just passion.
Something deeper brewed.
One evening, they made dinner in her tiny kitchen. Adrian chopped vegetables while Rose danced around barefoot, humming to her playlist.
“You’re glowing,” he murmured, watching her.
“From the garlic?” she teased.
“From being happy.”
He set the knife down, walked behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist. His breath warmed her neck.
“I want this,” he said softly. “I want us.”
Rose leaned into him, her pulse racing. “Then we’re on the same page.”
She turned to face him — and the meal was instantly forgotten.
Their lips met.
The heat simmered.
The world shrank to the two of them, the kitchen counter, the soft music—
Fade to black.
Just when everything felt perfect, trouble arrived in a red dress.
Her name was Lena — Adrian’s colleague from overseas. Gorgeous. Charming. Confident in the way women who break hearts without trying often are.
She appeared at a rooftop event where Adrian and Rose were invited. When she saw Adrian, she greeted him with a hug that lasted a second too long.
“Adrian! I didn’t know you were back in the city!”
Rose felt a flash of insecurity twist in her stomach.
Adrian pulled away quickly.
“Lena. This is Rose — my girlfriend.”
Girlfriend.
The word hit Rose like a warm wave.
But Lena’s eyes flicked toward her with sharp curiosity.
“Oh,” she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “So you’re the reason he almost didn’t take the extended contract.”
Rose blinked. “Extended what?”
Adrian tensed.
He hadn’t told her.
Later that night, in the cab, Rose stared out the window while Adrian tried to explain.
“They wanted me to stay another year. I said no. My life is here. With you.”
“But you didn’t tell me,” she whispered.
“I didn’t want you to think you ruined an opportunity for me.”
Her voice cracked. “I wanted to be part of your decisions, Adrian.”
He gently took her hand.
“And you will be. From now on. I promise.”
The cab rolled through the city lights, and despite the tension… their hands stayed intertwined.
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