Ryne Evers has the most normal - not to mention boring - life anyone could ever have. She goes through the pains of high school, has a boyfriend, fights off bitches, the whole nine yards. Then enter Sky La Brea - a drop-dead gorgeous guy with the sexiest British accent and everyone just seems to bow down to him. He seems good enough, but there's just one little problem of him being a kidnapper. Such shame, isn't it?
The way back was quiet and peaceful. I
drew my knees to my chest and put my arms around myself, back on the passenger
seat. The engine was rumbling beneath us and the hard rain from later turned to
a slight drizzle.
we had met under different situations. Completely different ones. But I paused
in my thinking. If we had met under
different circumstances, I probably wouldn’t know him like I do now. I don’t
know if I should be glad about knowing that. I felt Sky’s gaze turn to me again
while he was driving and I looked out of the car window.
“If you don’t quit looking at me,
we’ll never see sunlight ever again. Ever hear the word ‘accident’ before?” He
just chuckled and faced the bare road again. “There are no cars around. No
“The road is wet, Mr. La Brea.”
He rolled his eyes at what I said.
Such a prick. He responded “We’re almost at the main road, closer to the hotel.
You better get ready.” I just nodded and grabbed my bags, shouldering one of
the slings and tying Dash with my other hand. Then out of the blue, he asked,
his tone serious –
“Have you ever thought of Britain?”
Whoa. Where did that come from? I
faced him, saw that he was still paying attention to the road and then I
replied, “Sometimes. Why?”
He never took his eyes off the road as
he said, “I’d like to take you there someday.”
My heart melted at those words. I just
smiled and didn’t bother replying – nothing can do justice to what he just
said. For the duration of the way back to the hotel, I watched the landscapes
turn into commercialized buildings and the increasing population of cars on the
road. I thought of Britain. There was the Tower Bridge. The London Eye. The
wonderful beaches. The royal palaces. The might castles, the massive
cathedrals. The Big Ben. Me and Sky in Britain?
In spite of the impossibility of it, I
smiled at the picture it conjured up.
That would be life-changing.
15 minutes later
The elevator dinged open and we stepped
out with three other people. My whole body ached and my shoulders. They’re killing me. I almost groaned as Sky punched in
the numbers on the hidden monitor and finally, we stepped in the room. I
released Dash flopped down immediately to the sofa. This day had been extremely
Sky sorted out the baggage after
closing and locking the door. Does he ever get tired? I lay properly on the
sofa, but keeping my shoes off the mattress and I heard him make his way to me.
He removed the backpack from my shoulders and next, he took off my shoes. I
yawned then said to him, “That’s the kind of thing my mom would do.” He smiled
and I put both of my feet on the sofa, incredibly relaxed in a while. He
replied, “What? Fall for you?”
I pursed my lips to keep from smiling.
“No. Treat me like a child, it you know what I mean.” He removed his own shoes
and sat in front of me on the floor, our eyes on level and I pushed the sleeves
of the polo all the way to my elbows. He told me,
“I actually want to do something. But
I don’t know whether you like it or not, so I’ll just ask your permission.”
My eyebrows drew together. This is a
dangerous ground. What is he talking about? He continued saying, “I want to
have you. The proper way.”
Oh my God.
“You mean – ”
“Courting you? Yes, most definitely.”
I stared at him, looking for signs
that he was joking.
I sat up, still looking at him. “Why
would – you said that you don’t – ”
“That’s why I’m asking for your
permission.” he said, licking his lips and he raised his eyebrows. “Please?”
My jaw fell to the ground. This is
crazy. Absolutely crazy. I didn’t want this. I have no idea this would happen.
I looked into his green eyes. “Are you sure? I really don’t – ”
He smiled and cut me off, “You don’t
see what I see, don’t you?”
“That you’re a really beautiful
person. Flaws and all.”
I smiled then shook my head. This
situation is so fucking messed up. I bit my lip then replied, voice low. “I
just don’t want you making decisions on temporary emotions – ”
“This isn’t temporary.” He said with
such intensity in his eyes.
I sighed resignedly. “Let’s just give
it a few more days, okay? I still need to…to sort things in my mind.”
“If you don’t feel the same way, you
just have to say it.”
My head snapped up and I sat up. My
eyes met with his. “It’s not that. It’s just – ”
“I won’t hold it against you. I just
want to know so I’ll know what to do. Because I don’t. I don’t know what to
do.” He said, his voice overflowing with emotions. I closed my eyes and covered
my face with my hands. “That’s the problem. I don’t know, either.” What I heard
next was silence. It was one of the loudest silences I’ve ever experienced. This is so complicated. I felt his hand
close around my ankle and heard him say,
“I’m sorry. Never mind what I said.”
I faced him again, seeing his sad
eyes. Then he continued, “Forget everything I said.”
He smiled wistfully. “I don’t want to
make this more complicated for you. I’m really sorry. Let’s just…” he breathed
in deeply. “Let’s just not make this harder than it already is.”
I can’t think. I don’t know what to do. I have no idea what to say – I want
But I can’t.
Then I heard him say, I know I can’t
My heart broke into a million pieces.
Waiting is painful. I know that.
Forgetting is painful. I know that, too. But not knowing which to do is the
worst kind of suffering.
I’m having that right now.
I sank lower to the warm tub water. I
don’t know what to do. I don’t know what’s right from wrong anymore. My head
throbbed and I sighed deeply. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. But right this second, it was hard
to deny that I’ve fallen for those green eyes of his as well.
So what’s stopping me?
I put a hand to my forehead. Every
fucking thing. It’s not right. We don’t have forever. We don’t have happily
ever after. We don’t have anything. I
looked up to the pristine white ceiling of the bathroom. It’s a relationship
doomed before it even started.
Either way, we won’t have each other.
the more reason to fight for him.
I was jolted by that train of thought.
I straightened my back, sorting my thought and staring at nothing in
particular. The voice in my head sounded like my mother.
It’s a long time since she dictated my
decisions even in thought.
I sighed for the millionth time and
Mothers knows best.
I combed my in front of the mirror as
best as I could, to make myself look presentable. To be honest, I have no idea
how to open the subject with him. I don’t know what to say. Or even how to act.
Just go with the flow. I sighed,
eyeing myself in a big white shirt and grey cargo shorts. I pushed the glasses
higher up to the bridge of my nose and smiled a little.
Okay, I thought, putting the brush down and
going outside the bathroom door. I didn’t bother with the slippers and checked
on Dash. He was sleeping in his new spot and after I made sure that he was
fine, I slowly went to the direction of the bedroom door. I pursed my lips as I
took one last step and started opening the doorknob.
Only someone opened it from the other
I was startled a little bit when it
opened and the look on his face showed that he hadn’t been expecting me,
He changed his clothes already and now
he looked at me with deep, green eyes.
It’s hard not to fall into them.
I smiled a little bit, pleased to see
a smile of his own forming on his lips. He said, “I was just going to check on
you. But then…” My smile widened. “I was just about to go in as well.” But he
didn’t seem to be listening as he took one of my hands and held it, putting his
forehead on mine. He said,
“It’s hard to hold back when I hold
you like this, Ryne. It’s really hard.” Then he caught my other hand and held
it likewise. He sighed, looking down. I did not make a sound as he slowly leaned
in, getting closer and closer and finally, his lips captured mine.
He was gentle and loving. Giving
everything, yet expecting nothing in return. He put his hand at the back of my
neck and put I put mine on his head and gripped his hair. He backed me slowly
to the wall to the side of the doorway and I felt myself stopped by the hard
wall. Now, he pulled back an inch and looked in my eyes, his expression
He looked down on the floor and gave a
bitter chuckle. “I had no idea I
would find you.” He said in a hoarse voice.
I bit my lip as he talked. I never
felt like that before – his lips against mine were firm, not demanding and very
sweet. I sighed and leaned my head back against the wall. It was everything I
wanted and more.
I want more.
I felt his hands rubbing against my
cheeks and I looked up. He told me in a still slightly hoarse voice, “And to
think I was the one who told you to not make things more complicated.” He shook
his head and I couldn’t resist touching his face and his yes looked startled
then, the fleck of those green orbs shining.
I didn’t bothering answering but
stepped forward and pressed his lips to mine. I felt him smiling and a drop of
tear from his eyes fell to my cheek. I smiled as well, kissing his neck and pulling
back to gaze at him. He gave a strangles laugh, put his forehead on mine once
again as he faced me, and never taking his eyes off me. Then he said the three
words that I realized I’ve been waiting for a long time.