out of my truck. Then after I sent her all those texts last night and she didn’t respond when I told her I wanted her, I was sure I had crossed the line and she didn’t want me after all.
Then I find her at the club, dressed to the damn nines and looking sexy as hell. She didn’t even hear me come in but if she’d been meeting some other guy I was damn sure going to put a stop to it. The past few weeks of hanging out with her have been great and I wasn’t about to let some other fucker step in and mess up my good thing.
But when she tried to give me the waitress’s note just now, my first thought was she was trying to get rid of me. Everything added up to that until she repeated the words I said to Brandon. My blood was fucking boiling, thinking my brother had called her or made a move on her. I would beat his fucking ass and I wouldn’t care what my family thought about it.
Then she said she heard me say it, and right now I’m sure being sucker-punched in the gut couldn’t hurt worse than this feeling. I can’t even blame Brandon for this – this is all my fault. All my doing, because I wouldn’t be a man and say what I really wanted.
How do I come out of this without looking like a weak-ass punk? I sigh heavily and think to myself, “ You don’t. You deserve what you get. ”
I take her hands in mine and look deeply into her eyes, keeping my gaze glued to hers to hopefully show my sincerity. I’m eternally grateful for how this restaurant is designed. Rather than having the table separate us, the seats are designed for couples to sit intimately beside each other, sharing food and spending quality time together. She’s so close, the sweet scent of her perfume invades my senses every time she moves.
“Andi, first of all, I’m sorry I ever said that to Brandon. It’s not how I really feel at all. Brandon and I have a difficult…..history….and, I didn’t want to say anything to him before I’d even talked to you about it. I really hate that you heard that.”
She looks at me with blatant skepticism and I don’t blame her. I’ve given her so many mixed signals and if I’m completely honest, I don’t even know that I can do this. But what I do know is I don’t want to go another day like today - without seeing her, hearing from her and thinking I’d lost her. My concentration wasn’t for shit today and if it hadn’t been for Shane, I probably would’ve left the gym to go find her.
I stroke my knuckles across her cheek and feel a twinge of electricity move through me. I open my hand and place my palm on her cheek then push my fingers into her hair while my thumb lightly strokes along her neck. She closes her eyes for a moment and leans into my touch and I’m captured again by how beautiful she is.
“You’re so beautiful, Andi. You literally take my breath away when I look at you,” I whisper to her. “Please just….forget I said that to Brandon. He was trying to rile me up and I just wanted to block him.”
I watch as she swallows hard but her eyes a re still averted from mine. She nods and turns away from me. She reaches for her glass and I notice the trembling in her hand.
“Talk to me, Andi.”
She takes a minute but she finally answers. “I’ve never been one to hold in my feelings, Luke. I’ve always believed it was best to just put them out there…..to be up front so there’s no confusion. But I’ve went completely against that with you because I….well, I wanted you to come to your decision on your own. Without any pressure from me. But I can’t do this anymore.”
My heart just stopped beating. I’m sure I’ll keel over in the floor any second now. When she finally looks at me, the pain in her eyes is so evident, I almost wish I would just fall over.
“I can’t pretend that I only want you as a friend. I meant when I said I don’t do one night stands or friends with benefits
Then I find her at the club, dressed to the damn nines and looking sexy as hell. She didn’t even hear me come in but if she’d been meeting some other guy I was damn sure going to put a stop to it. The past few weeks of hanging out with her have been great and I wasn’t about to let some other fucker step in and mess up my good thing.
But when she tried to give me the waitress’s note just now, my first thought was she was trying to get rid of me. Everything added up to that until she repeated the words I said to Brandon. My blood was fucking boiling, thinking my brother had called her or made a move on her. I would beat his fucking ass and I wouldn’t care what my family thought about it.
Then she said she heard me say it, and right now I’m sure being sucker-punched in the gut couldn’t hurt worse than this feeling. I can’t even blame Brandon for this – this is all my fault. All my doing, because I wouldn’t be a man and say what I really wanted.
How do I come out of this without looking like a weak-ass punk? I sigh heavily and think to myself, “ You don’t. You deserve what you get. ”
I take her hands in mine and look deeply into her eyes, keeping my gaze glued to hers to hopefully show my sincerity. I’m eternally grateful for how this restaurant is designed. Rather than having the table separate us, the seats are designed for couples to sit intimately beside each other, sharing food and spending quality time together. She’s so close, the sweet scent of her perfume invades my senses every time she moves.
“Andi, first of all, I’m sorry I ever said that to Brandon. It’s not how I really feel at all. Brandon and I have a difficult…..history….and, I didn’t want to say anything to him before I’d even talked to you about it. I really hate that you heard that.”
She looks at me with blatant skepticism and I don’t blame her. I’ve given her so many mixed signals and if I’m completely honest, I don’t even know that I can do this. But what I do know is I don’t want to go another day like today - without seeing her, hearing from her and thinking I’d lost her. My concentration wasn’t for shit today and if it hadn’t been for Shane, I probably would’ve left the gym to go find her.
I stroke my knuckles across her cheek and feel a twinge of electricity move through me. I open my hand and place my palm on her cheek then push my fingers into her hair while my thumb lightly strokes along her neck. She closes her eyes for a moment and leans into my touch and I’m captured again by how beautiful she is.
“You’re so beautiful, Andi. You literally take my breath away when I look at you,” I whisper to her. “Please just….forget I said that to Brandon. He was trying to rile me up and I just wanted to block him.”
I watch as she swallows hard but her eyes a re still averted from mine. She nods and turns away from me. She reaches for her glass and I notice the trembling in her hand.
“Talk to me, Andi.”
She takes a minute but she finally answers. “I’ve never been one to hold in my feelings, Luke. I’ve always believed it was best to just put them out there…..to be up front so there’s no confusion. But I’ve went completely against that with you because I….well, I wanted you to come to your decision on your own. Without any pressure from me. But I can’t do this anymore.”
My heart just stopped beating. I’m sure I’ll keel over in the floor any second now. When she finally looks at me, the pain in her eyes is so evident, I almost wish I would just fall over.
“I can’t pretend that I only want you as a friend. I meant when I said I don’t do one night stands or friends with benefits
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