Dear Steele (Love Letters 6)

I’m selfish in my desire to have you by my side at every moment and in my bed every night, but I’m so proud of you. The work you do. The people you help. And it’s that knowledge that keeps me from begging you to come home. To quit.

I look forward to our next call.

I love you.

Ava

Damn. My girl sure knows how to make a guy feel loved. I have four months left on my tour, and I intend on permanently making her mine as soon as I can upon my arrival. I just hope by then, she and Heather have become friends again.

Chapter 9

Ava

Dear Ava,

You keep me sane. The thought of you at home, waiting for me, keeps me from going nuts while I’m here. Things have been quiet, so it’s easy to get lost in what’s happening back home. Right now, all I can think about is the moment I can hold you in my arms again.

Whisper my love in your ear.

Indulge on your pleasure until the sun rises.

Hear you moan my name until you’re breathless.

I fucking miss you, Ava.

More than I’ve ever missed anyone in my life. The anticipation of tasting your lips is what wakes me up every morning. Even with the video calls, I can’t wait to touch your soft skin. Make love to your mind and body.

I never imagined a life where I could fall in love with my soulmate through a letter, but we did it. Even if the feelings were there before, I was blind. I know you were embarrassed, even angry at Heather for sending that first letter, but I couldn’t be more grateful because we nearly missed our chance.

I’ll see you soon.

Love always,

Steele

Sighing as I reread his letter, we haven’t been able to video chat as much the last two weeks because of finals, but that only makes this letter so much more special.

“I did it on purpose, you know.” I gaze up at Heather sitting in the chair at my desk as I sit cross-legged on my bed and see the guilt in her cheeks. “Even though I was mad at you, I knew you two were meant for each other. I could see it every time you guys were in the same room.”

“You could?” I thought I kept it to myself pretty well.

“A blind person could, Ava.” She grin

s. “I don’t know why I was so bloody mad at you over stupid Jeremy Edwards. He was an asshole. But I saw you reading that letter that day, and I glimpsed the word love when you tried to hide it from me. I might have been mad at you, but Steele is the best person I know. He deserves happiness.”

When Heather showed up to apologize a few weeks ago, I was skeptical, hesitant even, but I’ve known her long enough to recognize when she’s sincere. Since then, she’s been up twice more. We’ve grown in our friendship, and I’m grateful to have her back in my life.

Chewing the corner of my lip, I debate sharing my secret with her. My excitement bubbles over, however, and I spill. “I’m pregnant,” I blurt out, and her eyes widen to the size of small saucers.

“Noooo!” A huge grin overtakes her face. “Seriously?” I nod. “Oh my gosh!” Standing, she tackle-hugs me to the bed. “I’m going to be an aunt!” Her squeal of excitement is all I need to breathe a sigh of relief and release my sense of excitement.

“How are you going to tell him?” Heather finally asks when we can breathe again, and I have no clue.

But she has the perfect idea.

Epilogue

Steele