We sat numbly at the table, not looking or uttering a single syllable to each other. Pain was searing through me, a sensation I had long forgotten, something I had never before experienced during my five years with Kevin. I suddenly felt like I could no longer sit in silence, I had to get up, leave, escape. I picked up my black jacket and bag, and kissed him swiftly on his cheek, lightly grazed by his stubble.
As I pulled away, and turned to leave, he grabbed my arms and brought me back towards him. He kissed me hard, and I dropped into his lap, my arms going around his neck. We were in oblivion, together, and I never wanted to be pulled back into reality again. He ended our kiss softly, and pulled back his face to look at mine.
"What am I going to do, Rosie?" He said, and held me securely as he could, in my arkward posistion across his lap. I was slowly becoming aware, that we were in a coffee shop in New York, and I was sitting in my boyfriend's arms, like a three year old. But, I really didn't care.
I considered his question slowly, before thinking out my answer, something I rarely did. "If we don't both do what we need to do, Kevin, one of us will be resentful in the future. I don't want that, I want us both to be happy, and to have our careers to take off. We need to do this, just for twelve weeks, and then I promise- I'll be a limpet, and you'll never tear me away again, whether I have to follow you to Brazil and edit football books, I'll do it." He laughed loudly, and then took a deep breath.
"But, it won't be a solid three months... will it? I mean, I'll get to visit..."
"Oh, I think visiting is allowed," I winked.
We both burst into laughter. "I better get off your lap, people are beginning to stare," I whispered quietly.
"Oh well, let them stare, they're only jealous that I have you, and no-one else does," He whispered back, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of mischief and happiness.
"Oh, ok then."
And we spent another half hour like that, before we left, and held hands while we walked back to the hotel.