Samantha
It is great to be back in New York City. I’ve had nothing but fun since I got back. There’s been plenty of work and the parties afterwards have been wild. I don’t know why I ever got it in my mind to leave.
This is the first time I’ve had some downtime since I’ve been home. I look at my nails and notice that the color is chipped. I get up to grab my manicure kit from my bedroom but stumble on a bag that I left in the hallway when I arrived. It’s the patchwork quilt that Asher bought me at the Farmer’s Market.
I open the bag and take out the quilt. I can smell the warm Texas sun on the quilt. Something inside of me longs to be back in Texas. I love New York City but there has been something missing since I got back.
I take the quilt with me into the living room and lay down on the sofa with it. I unfold it and wrap myself into the quilt. I remember Asher’s face when he gave me the quilt and how I flirted with him.
I wish things had worked out for me in Texas. There is something about Texas that is home for me in a way that New York will never be. I feel a tear go down my cheek. What’s wrong with me? I love my life here in New York.
Just the other day I was at a party brushing elbows with the rich and fabulous and someone recognized me from my modeling work. It was almost like I was a celebrity. No one noticed me the entire time I was in Texas. Here in New York, I am special but in Texas I’m just a regular person.
I close my eyes and the first thing that comes to my mind are Asher and Liam. They are the classic kind of Texas guy that you can’t find in New York. Asher and Liam are decent men that are both kind and generous. I realize that my heart aches for them.
Before I am completely asleep there is a heavy knock on my door. My heart skips a beat because the knock is strong and loud. I’m not expecting anyone. Especially not anyone that would be knocking on my door like that.
I unravel myself from the patchwork quilt and go answer the door. When I open the door, it is a surprise to find Asher and Liam there.
“What are you guys doing here?”
Asher steps inside my apartment and Liam follows. I shut the door behind them.
“You’ve got to get yourself home ASAP,” says Liam.
“I am home,” I say.
“No, you are most definitely not,” Asher says.
I pick up that Asher and Liam are in a mood. Asher notices the patchwork quilt.
“That quilt belongs on your bed in Texas. Let’s pack it up with the rest of your stuff.”
I go to the sofa and sit down.
“Guys, please sit down for a moment, we can talk about this.”
Both Liam and Asher come into my living room area and sit down on chairs that are in front of my coffee table and sofa.
“Why did you leave, Samantha?” Asher asks.
I close my eyes and try to figure out how I am going to answer their questions. I don’t want to hurt their feelings, but I can’t lie either.
“I left because I had to, Asher.”
“I thought everything was going well. You seemed to like being with us. Did we run you off?” Asher says.
“I don’t know, Asher.”
I look over at Liam who looks angry and hurt. I’ve hurt both of these men without realizing it.
“Guys, it’s true that we had a good thing, but it just wasn’t going to work out for the three of us. You guys made it noticeably clear to me that you felt uncomfortable.”
Liam and Asher just look at each other. I wonder if they still hate each other to the same degree as when I left.
“You guys can’t even be friends, much less lovers.”
Liam stands up and comes to sit by me on the sofa.