Sanctuary - Side 2
Time to Spare
Nine days later, it was a Thursday and I had a day off as did Abby. We have already played six shows and we’re having the time of their lives it seems. At ten am, she FaceTimed me and I answered after a few rings. She smiled and waved as soon as she saw my face.
“Good morning, Abby.”
“Good evening, Alex.”
“How are you, baby?”
“Great. I slept wonderful last night with our kids.”
I laughed.
“You still sleep in bed with Baz and Peyton?”
“Of course. They’re the next best thing when you’re not here.”
“It should only be a couple weeks till I get back to my rightful place next to you.”
“Well, I’m looking forward to that.”
“I surely hope so.”
She laughed too.
“It’s true. They’re no match to you in the cuddling department.”
I heard someone in the background making a gagging motion; turned out, it was our manager.
“Shut up!” I turned around and shouted.
Abby snickered. I turned back and shook my head.
“So sorry about that.”
“That’s okay. It was comical.”
“I guess.”
I was a little down.
“What’s wrong?”
If there’s anything going on between the two of us, it’s usually Abby, but she was concerned.
“Nothing.”
“Alex. I know you.”
“I get a little emotional being back in the UK. Just being home.”
She nodded.
“Can I do anything?”
“Just be there when I get back.”
“I think I can do that.”
I laughed again and smiled
“How’s your day - well, lack of a day going?” she asked, knowing my terrible sleep schedule.
"Fairly uneventful. Gonna go out drinking."
She was silent for a moment.
"Abby?"
She was biting her lip.
"Yeah?"
"You were drifting off. Are you okay?"
"I was debating on whether or not to tell you something that happened the day you guys left."
"Well, now, you have to tell me because I'm worried."
"I went out to breakfast to kill time before heading to work. While I was waiting for a table, the guy behind me squeezed my ass..."
Before she could continue, I sighed and shook my head.
"Can't you catch a damn break? Anything else happen?"
"He tried to kiss me although I don't know why..."
She continued the story and I was shaking my head, not believing this ever happened, especially after her rape ten months ago; I was at odds with myself.
"I knew I shouldn't have told you. I shoulda waited. I'm sorry."
"This is the last thing you need to apologize for. I was gonna react like this whether I was here or back home. I'm glad you told me."
A soft smile crept onto her face.
“I needed to get that off my chest. It’s been bothering me for days.”
“I have such a strong urge to kiss you right now.”
“You’re gonna have to contain yourself for a couple weeks.”
“That’s gonna be difficult.”
“You can do this. I believe in you.”
She started laughing which caused me to laugh as well.
“If it makes you feel any better, I miss those lips of yours.”
“It does.”
“Good.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
We must’ve talked for five more minutes when we decided to let each other go.
