to talk to him,” I said.
She
pulled away. “Rory, don’t bother. I love Brody so much, but I have been
thinking a lot since he left. I am a good girl, and if he doesn’t want me, then
I’m done pining for him. I want to find someone that wants me and isn’t afraid.
There is risk in any relationship, and if he’s not willing to jump, I’m not
willing to wait for him to.”
“Marissa,
you can’t give up on him,” I pleaded.
She
looked at me, and a sad smile spread on her lips. “I just have to.” Before I
could object, she changed the subject. “Okay, now on to you. You spent the
night with Liam. Girl, this is huge!” she said. “Did you sleep with him?”
“No,
I didn’t. But, after this morning, I would have if he’d offered,” I said.
Her
eyes got wide. “Oh my God! Tell me everything! What happened after we left last
night?”
“Well,
after he kissed me, we went back inside and played pool for a while. We had a
bet going that if I won, he picked up my tab, and if he won, he got to take me out
on a date tonight,” I said, realizing that he actually got what he wanted, in a
roundabout way. “I of course kicked his ass.”
Marissa
nodded, slightly smiling. “Sure.”
“When
we were ready to leave, he was going to bring me back here but I thought I might
walk in on something between you and Brody, so I asked him to take me to a
hotel. He said no, and brought me back to his place instead.”
“And?
Then what happened?” she asked.
“Well,
he helped me out of my clothes. Not dirty, I swear,” I said when she smiled.
“He let me borrow one of his tee shirts to sleep in and the next thing I knew,
I woke up alone in his bed. When I got up I went out to find him, and he was
still sleeping on the couch. He looked so cute, and he was so sweet to let me
have his bed, so I decided to make him breakfast. We ate, which led to a little
talking, which led to us making out on his breakfast bar. It would have gone
further but his mother called.”
“Does
she know about you two yet?”
“No.
I haven’t seen her in three weeks, and he apparently hasn’t told her anything
either. But, she’s about to find out tonight.”
“She
is? Why?”
“Because
Liam asked me to go with him when he has dinner with his parents tonight.”
Her
face lit up. “You’re meeting the parents?”
“Well,
technically, just the father. I already know his mother and I love her.”
“So,
does this mean you two might get together? Like for real?”
“I
don’t know, Marissa. It’s still so new, but I like him a lot. He said he wants
me there with him tonight because he needs me to keep him calm. He and his dad
don’t get along at all.”
She
put her hand on mine. “You can relate to that,” she said. I hadn’t spoken to
either of my parents since after Mason’s funeral, and after the things my
mother said to me, I didn’t plan to ever again. “So, what are you going to
wear?” she asked.
“Something
fancy, I think. It’s his mom’s birthday today, and they are rich as hell, so we
are probably going somewhere expensive.”
“Well,
all you own are rocker tees, jeans, and skimpy dresses you’d wear in a club. Let’s
go see what I have in my closet,” she said, dragging me off the couch and into
her room.
“Marissa,
I’m a hair stylist, for Christ’s sake! Why couldn’t I do my own hair?” I
whined, while she ran the flat iron through my hair.
“Because
as beautiful as your hair is, you always wear it either up or down with curls,
and I think if you want to make an impression, you should wear it sleek and
straight. Step out of your comfort zone for one night,” she said. Marissa
played dress up with me all afternoon. She’d painted my fingernails and
toenails, did my makeup, picked out my clothes and shoes, and now was doing my
hair. Since I was going to a swanky rich restaurant, she wanted to class me up.
“Well,
you’d better hurry up. Liam’s going to be here in five
She
pulled away. “Rory, don’t bother. I love Brody so much, but I have been
thinking a lot since he left. I am a good girl, and if he doesn’t want me, then
I’m done pining for him. I want to find someone that wants me and isn’t afraid.
There is risk in any relationship, and if he’s not willing to jump, I’m not
willing to wait for him to.”
“Marissa,
you can’t give up on him,” I pleaded.
She
looked at me, and a sad smile spread on her lips. “I just have to.” Before I
could object, she changed the subject. “Okay, now on to you. You spent the
night with Liam. Girl, this is huge!” she said. “Did you sleep with him?”
“No,
I didn’t. But, after this morning, I would have if he’d offered,” I said.
Her
eyes got wide. “Oh my God! Tell me everything! What happened after we left last
night?”
“Well,
after he kissed me, we went back inside and played pool for a while. We had a
bet going that if I won, he picked up my tab, and if he won, he got to take me out
on a date tonight,” I said, realizing that he actually got what he wanted, in a
roundabout way. “I of course kicked his ass.”
Marissa
nodded, slightly smiling. “Sure.”
“When
we were ready to leave, he was going to bring me back here but I thought I might
walk in on something between you and Brody, so I asked him to take me to a
hotel. He said no, and brought me back to his place instead.”
“And?
Then what happened?” she asked.
“Well,
he helped me out of my clothes. Not dirty, I swear,” I said when she smiled.
“He let me borrow one of his tee shirts to sleep in and the next thing I knew,
I woke up alone in his bed. When I got up I went out to find him, and he was
still sleeping on the couch. He looked so cute, and he was so sweet to let me
have his bed, so I decided to make him breakfast. We ate, which led to a little
talking, which led to us making out on his breakfast bar. It would have gone
further but his mother called.”
“Does
she know about you two yet?”
“No.
I haven’t seen her in three weeks, and he apparently hasn’t told her anything
either. But, she’s about to find out tonight.”
“She
is? Why?”
“Because
Liam asked me to go with him when he has dinner with his parents tonight.”
Her
face lit up. “You’re meeting the parents?”
“Well,
technically, just the father. I already know his mother and I love her.”
“So,
does this mean you two might get together? Like for real?”
“I
don’t know, Marissa. It’s still so new, but I like him a lot. He said he wants
me there with him tonight because he needs me to keep him calm. He and his dad
don’t get along at all.”
She
put her hand on mine. “You can relate to that,” she said. I hadn’t spoken to
either of my parents since after Mason’s funeral, and after the things my
mother said to me, I didn’t plan to ever again. “So, what are you going to
wear?” she asked.
“Something
fancy, I think. It’s his mom’s birthday today, and they are rich as hell, so we
are probably going somewhere expensive.”
“Well,
all you own are rocker tees, jeans, and skimpy dresses you’d wear in a club. Let’s
go see what I have in my closet,” she said, dragging me off the couch and into
her room.
“Marissa,
I’m a hair stylist, for Christ’s sake! Why couldn’t I do my own hair?” I
whined, while she ran the flat iron through my hair.
“Because
as beautiful as your hair is, you always wear it either up or down with curls,
and I think if you want to make an impression, you should wear it sleek and
straight. Step out of your comfort zone for one night,” she said. Marissa
played dress up with me all afternoon. She’d painted my fingernails and
toenails, did my makeup, picked out my clothes and shoes, and now was doing my
hair. Since I was going to a swanky rich restaurant, she wanted to class me up.
“Well,
you’d better hurry up. Liam’s going to be here in five
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