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I give her a reassuring smile and move to get my things.
“I’m fine, just tired. It’s been a crazy few weeks.”
She nods, but I don’t think my answer makes her feel any better. Seeing her concern makes me want to spill my guts about my theory. I have the sudden urge to blurt out that I think I’m getting my memories back, but I’m afraid to speak it out loud.
I take a deep breath, and as I exhale, I tell her, “I think I’m starting to remember things.”
Her eyes widen some, and I can tell she’s trying to hold back her excitement.
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
I groan and lean back against the counter, dropping my head in my hands.
“Yes, but what if I’m wrong? Or what if I am remembering things but this is all I get?”
I feel her arm wrap around my shoulders before she squeezes me to her.
“You’ve gone nine years not remembering anything about your life and you’ve been just fine. If you aren’t remembering things, then it will be no different, but if you are, you have a man that would do anything to fill in the gaps for you.”
I lower my hands and look to her.
“Do you think we’re moving too fast? Technically, I just met him.”
Her smile is maternal and knowing at the same time.
“Your mind has just met him, but your soul remembers him. Tell me there isn’t a pull you feel toward him.”
I can’t tell her that; I’ve felt it since that first day.
“It’s been nine years, and I don’t know anything about him.”
“So get to know him. You fell for him once; don’t you owe it to yourself to see if you will again? Don’t let fear stop you from getting back to the man you’re meant to be with.”
But how do I know I’m meant to be with Chandler?
She pats my arm and lets me go.
“Don’t stress yourself out over the what-ifs. Take it day by day. Now, go get your sweet girl; I know she doesn’t like it when you’re late.”
I push off the counter and walk into the back to put my apron up and grab my things. She’s right, I need to focus on the here and now and not worry over the things I can’t control. It’s much easier said than done though.
I make it to Sophia’s school just as the bell rings, and I watch as she walks out the doors chatting away with her friends. Seeing her laughing and smiling makes me realize that we haven’t had her friends over in a while; I need to arrange a playdate for her. She’s so social and loves to have her friends around. She hasn’t looked up yet to see me, so I just wait for her to be done and let her have her time with her friends.
“She really loves to talk, doesn’t she?”
I jump at the sound of Chandler’s voice, and when I turn around, he is standing a couple of feet behind me, smiling at Sophia. My heart races at the sight of him. My dreams don’t do him justice. He’s dressed in a black pair of slacks and a dark blue button up with the sleeves rolled up.
“Hey, I didn’t know you were going to be here already.”
He looks down at me and walks over until he is only an inch away.
“I was going crazy not seeing you two. I only had one meeting that ended earlier than I had planned, so I left straight from the office.”
I can smell his cologne now that he is closer, and I can’t stop my mind from picturing the things we did in my dream.
“Oh.” The word is a breathy whisper, my mind too full of images of me and him in bed to think of a better reply.
He raises an eyebrow at me, and I shudder as his eyes trail down the length of my body and back up.
