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The Gravity of Us (Elements 4)

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“We didn’t speak much.”

Lucy laughed. “That makes for a hard relationship, I’m sure.”

“We were close enough to being content.”

Her head shook back and forth, and her eyes narrowed. “No one in love should ever be anything less than content.”

“Who ever said anything about love?” I replied. The sadness that flooded her stare made me shift.

When she blinked, the sadness was gone. I appreciated the way she didn’t live too long in the emotion. “You know what will help your people skills?” she asked. “Smiling.”

“I do smile.”

“No.” She laughed. “You frown. You scowl. You grimace. That’s about it. I haven’t seen you smile once.”

“When I encounter a valid reason to do so, I’ll be sure to notify you. By the way, I am sorry, you know—for offending you. I-I know I can come off as somewhat cold.”

“Understatement of the year.” She laughed.

“I know I don’t say much, and what I do say is normally the wrong thing, so I apologize for offending you. You’ve been nothing but giving to Talon and me, which is why I’m a bit thrown off. I’m not used to people giving just to…give.”

“Graham—”

“Wait, let me finish before I say something else to ruin it all. I just wanted to say thank you for today, and for the hospital visits. I know I’m not easy to deal with, but the fact that you still helped means more to me than you’ll ever know.”

“You’re welcome.” She bit her bottom lip and groaned as she muttered the word maktub repeatedly before she spoke to me again. “Listen, I might really, really end up regretting this, but if you want, I can stop by early mornings before work, and I can come help afterward. I know at some point you’ll have to get back to writing your next bestseller, and I can watch her as you write.”

“I…I can pay you for your services.”

“It’s not services, Graham, it’s help, and I don’t need your money.”

“I’d feel better if I paid you.”

“And I’d feel better if you didn’t. Seriously. I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t mean it.”

“Thank you, and, Lucil

le?”

She raised an eyebrow, waiting for my comment.

“That’s a very nice dress.”

She slightly twirled on her tiptoes. “Vomit and all?”

“Vomit and all.”

Her head lowered for a moment before she looked back toward me. “You’re both hot and cold all at once, and I cannot for the life of me figure you out. I don’t know how to read you, Graham Russell. I pride myself on being able to read people, but you are different.”

“Perhaps I’m one of those novels where you have to keep turning the page until the very end to understand the meaning.”

Her smile stretched, and she started walking backward toward my bathroom to clean off the vomit. Her eyes stayed locked with mine. “A part of me wants to skip to the last page to see how it ends, but I hate spoilers, and I love a good suspense.” After she finished cleaning up, she headed to the foyer. “I’ll text to see if you need me tonight, otherwise I’ll stop by early tomorrow morning, and, Graham?”

“Yes?”

“Don’t forget to smile.”

The next few weeks revolved around flower arrangements and Talon. If I wasn’t at Monet’s Gardens, I was helping Graham out. Whenever I went to his house, we hardly spoke. He’d pass Talon to me then head into his office, where he’d close the door and write. He was a man of very few words, and if I’d learned anything, it was that his few words were harsh. Therefore, his silence didn’t bring me any harm.



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