Hot Coffee (The Hollens)

Ethan's POV

She was gone. She just up and left. It's funny how relationships change overnight. One minute you're happy the next you're left all alone with sorrow in your soul.

It was Saturday morning. I wasn't going into the office today because I'd promised my Nana I would spend the day with her at the golf course. I hadn't seen her since the birthday party and I was looking forward to some of her wisdom.

After showering and getting dressed in denim jeans and a plain white T-shirt with white sneakers, I took my black SUV from the mansion's garage. It wasn't one of my favorite cars but it was a comfortable ride for my Nana and it was spacious enough for the golf clubs, picnic basket and cooler for drinks.

It was sunny and bright as I drove down the street and took the first intersection to her mansion. It was much smaller than mine but it was suitable for her; she lived alone; my grandfather passed away three years ago. Her mansion had its security guards and systems, automatic voice recognition gate, and a nice swimming pool at the front. It was located on a hill side and looked a lot like the country. I used to love coming here before I bought my own house.

"Ethan, you came!" She look so cheerful in a white flower printed dress and a white hat.

"Hi Nana, of course I came," I returned her hug.

"But why didn't you bring Emma along? The fresh air, she would have loved it. Oh baby, go back for Emma." She pulled playfully on my cheeks, which was one of her favorite things to do when asking for a favor.

My facial expression immediately changed. I already missed Emma. Letting her walk away from me was the stupidest thing I had ever done, but I didn't want to hold her against her will. She wanted to leave.

"Nana, that's not going to be possible," I said, placing the cooler into the van.

"Why is that?"

I didn't answer.

"Ethan! What did you do?"

"Nana, she left. She threw the ring at me and she left."

"Why'd she throw the ring? She's not crazy; she wouldn't just throw the ring for no reason."

underwear in my jacket

herself with the hat. I knew she was upset

There were other golfers around and I really wanted to try my swing against her, but Nana's mood was now gloomy and dark. She wasn't up for



with her. I know you

careless of you to be in another woman's arms while your fiancee was at home waiting for

been under a

"What pressure?"

explained to you about the project

"Why?"

my trust and, as you know, I have to get married and

goodness, Ethan. Please don't tell me that you took the frustration out on that poor

hesitated to answer. Was that what

to bare a child and become your wife so your pockets would become fatter?"

loved her.

make it right. I can't believe you. I didn't raise you to go around breaking young girls' hearts. Fix it before

it. I'm just giving her time to calm down. She

slapped some sense into

always knew how to brighten the mood, even

and ate the

There were so many places I had planned on taking her before winter

I did, but what Nana asked me went deep into my thoughts. Did I really love her, or was I only in love with what she

our day together came to an end

is putting someone else's needs before yours. Love is understanding and respect. Love is

count on her? The woman was a god send. She was my all and more, but whenever I told her that she would scold me and say, "God is your all and your Everything. He's a jealous God and doesn't want