before they
could move forward.
"How was your appointment?"
"It went great. The doctor was very impressed
with my progress." Changing the subject put Missy at ease a little. She
relaxed in her chair and continued, "He said I shouldn't run any marathons
today or tomorrow, but he anticipates for everything to heal fine."
Brandon released a sigh of relief. He looked deep
into her eyes waiting for the next shoe to drop.
"Brandon, I have some questions I want to ask
you," Missy stated just as the waiter came to take their order. Missy
requested a mango and avocado salad and iced tea. Brandon didn't even look at
the menu before he decided to have the same.
"Go ahead. Ask me anything."
"Why did you hit Mark? I mean, I know what he
said and it was completely out of line, but what made you so angry you could
get up and punch him? You guys seem very close."
Brandon sat still and thought for a minute. To be
honest he had asked himself the same question a hundred times since that
night. Each time it lead to one answer.
"Missy, I have never had feelings for a woman
the way I do for you. Before your um...before the attack I was confused by
them. They freaked me out a little. In a way I think I was fighting myself
and that turned me into a bomb just waiting to go off."
"You said before my attack. Are things
different now?"
Missy questioned him with the seriousness of a job
interview. Damn he hoped he got this job .
"Your accident put things into perspective for
me."
Missy tilted her head at him encouraging him to go
on.
"Baby, I thought that I was going to lose you.
Not like you were just out of my life...like really lose you. You scared me.
I was so afraid to admit my feelings for you, but it was nothing compared to
the fear of never seeing you again. I made a mistake with Mark. Don't get me
wrong, I won't allow anyone to ever talk shit about you, but I shouldn't have
punched him...at least not so hard."
Missy laughed at his attempt to lighten the mood.
He continued, "I love you Missy. I know that
it will take a while for you to understand that, but please let me prove it to
you."
Missy reached her hand across the table and touched
his arm. She adored hearing those words come out of his mouth. "I have
missed you so much."
Before he let her go on Brandon gave her a serious
look, "I have something to talk to you about now."
Missy felt a knot in her stomach. "Okay,
shoot."
"I know that you're probably going to hate
this. I don't think I would love you if you weren't the independent woman you
are, but I don't want you to stay at your apartment alone." Brandon
looked deep into her eyes with concern. He waited for her to come undone. He
loved that she had taken care of herself for so long, but he wanted to take care
of her now.
"Brandon, I can't let the attack change my
life. They caught the jerk that attacked me and now I need to pick up the
pieces and move on." Missy moved her chair beside his and touched his
face.
He was so relieved that she was willing to include
him into her life again that he hesitated to go on, but he had to. "I
understand, but will you at least think about staying with me until you are
completely healed? I know you're still in pain; let me take care of you. I
promise when you are stronger I will buy you a can of mace and send you on your
way." He gave her his most charismatic smile.
"I'll think about it."
"Damn right you will," Brandon joked,
dodging the playful punch she threw his way. He was so content. Knowing that
she would be back in his life was a huge weight off of his shoulders. He
wanted to take care of her. For once in his whole existence he wanted to live
for someone else.
Chapter 17
Brandon drove Missy back to her apartment. The
overnight bag in his car told her not only was he awfully presumptuous, but he
probably knew she wouldn't jump right on the idea of moving in with him. She
didn't
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