Love Lock

Eliza smiled at a picture of herself that was on Rafe’s desk in their home office. He had had a camera, and mused if she would take an erotic picture for him what would she look like, when they first started dating. She was a little shy still, they had made love by that point but she still wanted everything to be private and just between them.

That was when she noticed he was getting hard, and she was not doing anything sexual. She was in a vintage floral dress he had seen a thousand times before, sitting in the grass with its wide skirt spread out and looking up at him as he stood poised with the camera.

She realized she did not have to do much to seduce him, she had so much power already. Her smile was Mona Lisaesque, she learned a lot in that moment about herself and him. She rolled onto her back, and smiled up at him. The picture in the frame was a crop of that image, with her eyes wide and knowing.

Her eyes darted to Rafe’s as she came back to the present, and he looked at her. His smile was soft, but troubled.

“Ingrid wants to meet for dinner,” he started.

Ingrid.

Eliza had pretended that Ingrid did not bother her when she was engaged to Rafe for that very brief period when they had broken up. She had pretended enough that she made herself believe it. But now she did not want anything with Ingrid. No pretending, nothing at all.

“Did she want to come to the house?”

Rafe frowned.

“She wants dinner just the two of us, and I told her that I had to ask you. I will not go if you do not want me to.”

“You have to go whether I want it or not, she was a part of your life. You were going to marry her.”

The words came out of her her mouth, and she wanted to mean them. She really did want to mean them. She had had a picture of Rafe at her job, where she did not want people gawking. It just showed the love lock that they left on a not so infamous as the bridge in Paris, but on a bridge nonetheless that had their initials together ER—no plus:

They were one.

That picture was in their hallway now, along with many pictures of the two of them over time…

Was their love locked? She had to let him go with Ingrid if she wanted it to be…

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