Two months had passed since PJ didn't go to California. Roxanne sensed that their existence together had reached an untenable status quo but that PJ wasn't going to be the one to do anything about it, mostly because in the five years of their friendship she had been the one to groom him with the rules of expectations.
It was only when Elsa ruined her Thanksgiving that Roxanne figured out she had been five years the fool and in the aftermath of Elsa's unexpected and ill-timed death it had been Roxanne who had been trying to figure out when to take the next step with PJ – and exactly what that next step should be.
One day in mid-April, Roxanne took the day off from work without telling PJ. While he was gone, she cleared out the guest room of all its furniture and his belongings. She then cooked dinner and she was sitting at the dining room table sipping on a glass of wine when PJ came home from work.
She said hello when he greeted her and she waited while he went to his room to change out of his work clothes. A moment later, he appeared in the doorway with a puzzled look on his face.
"Are you telling me it's time to move out?" He asked.
"I'm telling you it's time to move out of that room," She clarified.
"Where to?" He asked, perplexed.
"My bedroom," Roxanne replied.
He stared at her, trying to fathom what she was saying.
"You can't grieve forever, PJ," Roxanne said. "Trust me, I did for five years. It doesn't work."
"Are you saying that five years later you're changing your mind?"
"I almost lost you once," Roxanne said as she stood. "I'm not going to lose you again."
She stepped up to him, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I don't mind being your second love."
He smiled and kissed her back but then he broke from the smooch and stared into her eyes. "I'm ten years older than you," he reminded her.
"Don't care," she replied, taking him by the hand and leading him toward the master bedroom. "Come check out your new digs."
"I'm thinking five years was worth the wait," PJ replied, swooping her up into his arms and carrying her the rest of the way while she laughed with delight.