Daniella POV

I wandered in the studio the next morning, it was empty thankfully. I checked out Make Me and it sounded perfect. Thankfully I knew I could trust Gerald with the project, he was a great artist and producer. Though yesterday made me question his choices in women. He knew she was cheating on him, why even live like that with someone? The track clicked over to whatever was recorded next, the voice I recognized as Quiñ, she had a beautiful voice. For a little over a minute she had my attention, Gerald started singing and I closed my eyes. The text. It was about us. I rewound it, not noticing the figure that was at the door watching my expressions. Watching me melt away into my thoughts.

"Got you on my mind..." I mumbled along before clicking stop and looking at the empty recording booth. "Fuck..." I stood, ready to leave with jacket in hand, to call out sick but the door opened from the other side first. All 6 foot 5 of him blocking my way. My vision was blurred with tears as he slowly walked towards me and clicked play, our eyes never leaving each other's. He took my leather jacket from my hand and I backed up against the wall. Quiñ's voice filling the booth as we stood face to face. His hand brushed against my cheek before he bent down to my height which was 5 foot 7. His lips brushed against mine as I closed my eyes, my heart thumping in my chest. My arms wrapped around his neck, the space between us nonexistent once he lifted me to wrap my legs around him. He laid me down on the sofa, his lips parting from mine as I opened my eyes.

"I'm sorry... I... I can't do what you did to me... I can't." I slipped away from him, running out and grabbing my jacket. I went to my office, my heart pouding. I wanted to indulge in his attention, to drift away. What a fucking home wrecker you are Daniella. He rushed into my office and stood there, he had tears in his eyes.

"D..."

"Stop Gerald... Just stop."

"I'm not with her... I swear... Her and I are over. I can't stop thinking about you."

"Stop! Stop!" I knew I was a mess and thankfully the office was empty this early. "Four years Gerald. I just start getting over you and you show up again..." My voice was cracking cause I was crying. "Four years I fucking thought about you! About running away to find you and fuck it hurts..."

" Then let's take it slow Daniella... Slow as you want." I sat down and took a deep breath. This man was killing me.

"Gerald you're leaving today for a week... Give me this week... A week to fucking think because right now I wanna say yes. I wanna go home and lay in bed with you like we did... To tug your clothes off and just be close to you." I swallowed the lump in my throat as I looked down before looking up at him. He nodded and sat beside me.

"Alright... I'll give you the week... Can I kiss you one more time before I go?" He placed his hand against my jaw and carefully turned my face to his. I didn't resist as our lips merged together, only to stop for air and rest our foreheads together.

"I'll take you to the airport yeah?"

"Yeee" we laughed before the space came between us. I grabbed my jacket and keys off my desk, leading the way to the garage. "Mind if we take mine? I don't wanna leave it at the airport."

"Uh... Sure. Which... O my god." My mouth opened to see the old mustang looking prestigious. "You still got it!"

"Yeah! What did you expect?" He chuckled and opened the passenger door. It had been redone a little, new seats. Then again we had spent a lot of time back there. I bit my lip looking around as he got in and started it, the roar filling my ears.

"Gosh... It's still as beautiful as ever is all."

" Yeah I got her redone a little. I gotta stop by my place real quick, I forgot my head phones." I laughed and looked out the window as he drove. The radio off and the only sound could be heard was the wind. His building was right near the bay, not too far from mine. I got out and followed along, taking the lift up to his apartment. It was intoxicating the way it smelled. I say that because it smelled of his cologne and hair products. He dug around before grabbing a pair of black head phones and shoving them into his pocket.

"It's nice. Messy, but nice."

"Yeah Devon picked up her stuff last night. Then I had to change the locks myself at 3am." He grumbled and wrapped his arm around my waist as we went back into the lift.

"Afraid she'll steal something?"

"Yeah, I ain't even kidding with you." We shared a laugh and he let me go once we had gotten back to the car and began heading to the airport. Dare I say I felt sad about him going. We parked and walked inside, there was his mom, the squad, and James of course. "Take care of her ight?"

"I got it taken care of Ger."

"Can I get a hug?" I nodded and he sat down his things, engulfing me in his lanky arms.

"Be careful please?"

"I will D." He kissed the top of my head before hugging his mom and heading towards security. Suzanne took my hand and gave it a squeeze.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Bringing my son back." I gave a slightly laugh before nodding and hugging her.

" He was never gone. He was just sad. Say tomorrow let's have lunch. I gotta get back to the office otherwise poor Ellie is gonna freak."

"See you tomorrow honey." We went our separate ways as I walked to Gerald's car and took a deep breath. Was I really going to do this again?