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me. You knew how I felt. You knew I’d want Rory to live. You let him die! I shouldn’t be here! It should have been me! ”
“Oh my G od Vivian, this again?” He wrenched my suitcase from the bed, slamming it to the floor. His biceps bulged beneath his gray t-shirt, and I could see the twitch in his jaw as he struggled for control. “Your parents had the final say. How many more times do we have to go through this?”
“You told me that you agreed with them!”
“Of course I agreed with them, I loved you, I was devastated, and I couldn’t imagine a life without you. And if the baby lived, and you died? Then what?”
“Don’t call him ‘the baby!’ Call him by his name,” I sobbed, wrenching away from him as he reached for me.
“ Rory . If my son had lived,” he corrected gently, lowering his voice, “then you wouldn’t be here right now. You wouldn’t be carrying this baby. Did you ever stop to think that you were supposed to be a mother?”
The heavy hush permeated the room.
I took a gasping breath. “I was… am… so immature. So young. So stupid, ” I whispered, brushing furiously at my tears. “I shouldn’t have walked out on you. I shouldn’t have left you standing there in the driveway… I shouldn’t have left… I hurt you… Matthew I’m so sorry that I hurt you, ” I breathed, the words sounding foreign to my ears.
I’m sorry.
I couldn’t remember ever telling him that I was… and meaning it.
So filled with remorse, I dropped to the bed, burying my face in my hands. “I’m sorry. You were so much more mature… so grown up. You handled what happened like an adult. I just… I ran.”
He stood where he was, so still. “You’ve already apologized for that.”
“I didn’t mean it before,” I admitted, my head beginning to pound. “I didn’t feel it before. I feel it now.”
He lowered to the bed next to me, careful not to touch me.
“When we met,” he began, in almost a whisper, “ you had never been in love. Everything that we did was new. Every time I kissed you, you believed that I’d be the one kissing you for the rest of your life. That’s gone now, Vivian. You found someone else, and I can’t change the way that you feel about him. I don’t want to. I wouldn’t want you to stay with me for the way that I used to make you feel. That’s not how this works.”
The silence stretched between us. Finally, he looked down at his hands, running his thumb over his palm.
“I’ll drive you to your parent’s house, if that’s where you want to go.”
I nodded. As estranged as I was from my parents, I knew that they’d never turn me away. The embarrassment of showing up at their doorstep, pregnant again … this time with another man’s baby… completely defeated me.
“Thank you.”
He turned my way, and I met his eyes.
“Did you kiss him? When we were in LA?”
I nodded. There was no point hiding the truth. “During the read. The audition. I swear, that was it.”
He cupped my face in his hands, and I crumbled again, letting my forehead rest against his lips.
“Will you kiss me good-bye?”
I didn’t expect his words.
Before I could even attempt to decipher my feelings about right or wrong, his mouth claimed mine.
There is something to be said for kissing someone who you were once in love with. No matter why the two of you are no longer together, your five senses take over your heart and your brain shuts the fuck up.
His tongue found mine, and I cried out as he held me steady in his palms. His kiss was imploring, righteous, and it was obvious that he’d set out with something to prove. With my mouth occupied and devoid of protest, his hands slid down my arms, over my sides, and finally settled at my waist as he urged me back on the bed.
“Matthew stop-”
“ If he hurts you, I’ll kill him, you know that, right? ” His strong body pressed to mine, and I remembered all the times he’d coaxed me, slowly bringing me to the edge of
“Oh my G od Vivian, this again?” He wrenched my suitcase from the bed, slamming it to the floor. His biceps bulged beneath his gray t-shirt, and I could see the twitch in his jaw as he struggled for control. “Your parents had the final say. How many more times do we have to go through this?”
“You told me that you agreed with them!”
“Of course I agreed with them, I loved you, I was devastated, and I couldn’t imagine a life without you. And if the baby lived, and you died? Then what?”
“Don’t call him ‘the baby!’ Call him by his name,” I sobbed, wrenching away from him as he reached for me.
“ Rory . If my son had lived,” he corrected gently, lowering his voice, “then you wouldn’t be here right now. You wouldn’t be carrying this baby. Did you ever stop to think that you were supposed to be a mother?”
The heavy hush permeated the room.
I took a gasping breath. “I was… am… so immature. So young. So stupid, ” I whispered, brushing furiously at my tears. “I shouldn’t have walked out on you. I shouldn’t have left you standing there in the driveway… I shouldn’t have left… I hurt you… Matthew I’m so sorry that I hurt you, ” I breathed, the words sounding foreign to my ears.
I’m sorry.
I couldn’t remember ever telling him that I was… and meaning it.
So filled with remorse, I dropped to the bed, burying my face in my hands. “I’m sorry. You were so much more mature… so grown up. You handled what happened like an adult. I just… I ran.”
He stood where he was, so still. “You’ve already apologized for that.”
“I didn’t mean it before,” I admitted, my head beginning to pound. “I didn’t feel it before. I feel it now.”
He lowered to the bed next to me, careful not to touch me.
“When we met,” he began, in almost a whisper, “ you had never been in love. Everything that we did was new. Every time I kissed you, you believed that I’d be the one kissing you for the rest of your life. That’s gone now, Vivian. You found someone else, and I can’t change the way that you feel about him. I don’t want to. I wouldn’t want you to stay with me for the way that I used to make you feel. That’s not how this works.”
The silence stretched between us. Finally, he looked down at his hands, running his thumb over his palm.
“I’ll drive you to your parent’s house, if that’s where you want to go.”
I nodded. As estranged as I was from my parents, I knew that they’d never turn me away. The embarrassment of showing up at their doorstep, pregnant again … this time with another man’s baby… completely defeated me.
“Thank you.”
He turned my way, and I met his eyes.
“Did you kiss him? When we were in LA?”
I nodded. There was no point hiding the truth. “During the read. The audition. I swear, that was it.”
He cupped my face in his hands, and I crumbled again, letting my forehead rest against his lips.
“Will you kiss me good-bye?”
I didn’t expect his words.
Before I could even attempt to decipher my feelings about right or wrong, his mouth claimed mine.
There is something to be said for kissing someone who you were once in love with. No matter why the two of you are no longer together, your five senses take over your heart and your brain shuts the fuck up.
His tongue found mine, and I cried out as he held me steady in his palms. His kiss was imploring, righteous, and it was obvious that he’d set out with something to prove. With my mouth occupied and devoid of protest, his hands slid down my arms, over my sides, and finally settled at my waist as he urged me back on the bed.
“Matthew stop-”
“ If he hurts you, I’ll kill him, you know that, right? ” His strong body pressed to mine, and I remembered all the times he’d coaxed me, slowly bringing me to the edge of
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