I was snapped back to the present with Lia's complaints of how I was flooding the whole house. I screwed up, again. Only then did I realize I was so focused on my memory of Lia that I forgot to turn off the water.
She was the one who left me confused. She was the consumer of my thoughts and even though my life was about to take a downward spiral, I was just not ready to embrace it. Not yet. I needed her, mad at me or not, I needed her. I wished she would forgive me.
The love of my life was mad at me and it's funny how desperate I, the Alex, had become for her voice. I had to find ways to make her happy again, to have her look at me with utmost love in her eyes just like she did before my useless brain dragged me into this mess.
Hurriedly cleaning up, the doorbell rang and I remembered I had ordered seventy-six flower basins with 'I'm sorry my love' tags. Seventy-six, according to my woman, was her lucky number. And to see her smile, I would get them daily for her.
"Oh man, did this guy really have to come when I was not even done?" I thought to myself.
But maybe it was a good thing considering Ryan had gone out and only Lia would answer the door. I could only hope she didn't get angrier.
I was evidently stalling in my dressing room. It's not daily that a grown man gets scared of what a lovable tiny hot woman would do to him. And I stayed in there till the delivery van sped off.
As I came down the stairs, I couldn't help but smile at her awed self. "Yes, we did it", my subconscious acknowledged and I was inwardly rejoicing. Not knowing what she'd do, I stayed put on the stairs only to be engulfed in a big hug and a kiss.
Yes, she kissed me and my day couldn't be any better. I earned her forgiveness. Lia forgave me and I could not have asked for anything else. At least one thing in my life was straight. Finally.
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(Amelia PoV)
I was still mad at Alex and he had gotten the hint but I wasn't letting him off easy. Being mad at the person you love for four days is a hard task, especially when he keeps apologizing every chance he gets.
But I had to do this, to teach him a lesson. If I'd forgiven him immediately, he wouldn't have known how much damage he had caused to us. It had been four days and by the end of today, it would be five days.
Damn so I could also feign madness for this long, I'm impressed with myself. Ha, girl power. The house was clean and Alex never cleaned the house so I thought he had hired someone to do it for him. Seeing Ryan in the kitchen laughing at his desperation got me curious.
So my big-headed love really cleaned up everything just to seek my attention, I had been ignoring him for days. Well, he evidently caught my attention but I was not going to tell him. I headed for the guest room and it was also clean, everything was just as I had left it in the morning. He really was making an effort and I felt lucky to have him.
The evening went by fast with their usual fights with Ryan over food. Ryan later left for home and it was just us, again in the awkwardness.
"How did we even get to this point?" I thought to myself as I watched The Originals, Klaus Mikaelson was my favorite character of them all.
The doorbell rang and since I didn't feel like getting up, I let the person ring a little more and that's when I opened. To say I was shocked would be mean. I was in awe. There were several flower basins in the big truck and they were all for our address.
"Delivery for Miss Amelia. Please sign here ma'am." I looked at the guy surprised but signed it anyway.
The sheet had seventy-six as the set of flowers and only one person knew my favorite number. Today was full of surprises. They, later on, brought the flowers in and left after I thanked them. I was happy, very happy, and astonished.
He did all this for me. First the whole household cleaning and then this order, which meant he did not go to work. What would I do to him? Maybe I would stop the charade and pulling his leg. I had to.
He had done so much to appease me and if I was not so stubborn and hard-headed, I would have given in on the very first day that he apologized. Because it was sweet. I heard him come down but he stopped, he knew I was still mad at him.
But I wasn't, not anymore. I ran to him and engulfed him in a hug, initiating a kiss in the process. At first, he was hesitant but later caught on, and there it was, the passion I had longed for in four days.
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