ridiculous. It felt like another life. In my head, I guess I kind of convinced myself that I couldn’t really have agreed to something so stupid. Because I’m alive now and I’m with you and I don’t want anything else in the world. You’re all I want.”
His voice was thick and strained; it sounded like he was on the verge of tears , himself. A hot wall of emotion surged up in Farley as she slowly lifted herself upright.
“You agreed to have a child with your friend because you were okay with dying?” she whispered. It was a frightening thought. It made her feel like there was something dangerous living inside him that she could never know. It was so far beyond the realms of her own imagination. She couldn’t picture ever feeling that way.
“Yes,” he murmured, hushed.
She pulled herself forward and brushed the tears from her eyes. He turned to look at her, a worried expression on his face. “I hate hurting you. I’m so sorry.” His words were unbearably quiet. Farley barely heard them, but the look in his eyes was enough to make her crumble. She buried her face into his shoulder and in an instant he had his arms around her.
They sat like that until Farley ran out of tears and it felt like she was back in control again. Eventually, she pulled away and hastily scrubbed at her face with her hands. She was all puffed up from crying for sure. Daniel caught her under her chin with a curled index finger and tilted her face up so that their eyes met.
“I’m sorry. I look like hell,” she groaned.
Daniel gave her a small, tired smile and gently shook his head, telling her, no, she didn’t, with his eyes. His red t-shirt was mottled with dark patches where her tears had fallen. She gave his chest a rueful prod. “I drenched you.”
“I don’t care.”
“Good. This doesn’t mean you’re forgiven, though. You should have told me you were leaving this morning. Disappearing with Cassandra after she kissed you last night was just about the worst thing you could have done.”
Daniel pursed his lips. He let his dark hair fall into his eyes. “Her name’s Cassiopeia,” he said slowly.
Perfect. Even her name is positively musical. At least Cassandra sounded ordinary.
“And I really am sorry,” he continued, missing Farley’s sour look. “I’ve just never been like this with anybody before. I was afraid. I didn’t want to mess it up by saying the wrong thing. You’re important, Farley. I’m not very good at telling people how I feel about them, and this feels… this…” He stared off into the distance, his face suddenly hardening. “Anyway. I hope you can forgive me.”
“I forgive you.”
He closed his eyes for a brief moment before resting the side of his head on his knees, looking at her properly. “Thank you.” He picked up her hand and pulled it to his face, holding it to his cheek as though relishing the sensation of her skin against his. He watched her expression to see if this was okay, before gently turning to kiss the inside of her wrist. When he pulled back, he studied the flex of her fingers, as though her knuckles held the answer to some bothersome question. “I know I have no right to ask anything of you after all this, but…”
“But?”
“I need you to promise me something,” he whispered. His words were tense, his body language altered.
“What is it?”
He finished up his scrutiny of her fingers and turned his green eyes on her. They were more solemn than she’d ever seen them. “I need you to stay away from Kayden.”
Ten
Fruit loops
His Fruit Loops were soggy, the milk a swirling pink mess. Kayden hadn’t blinked for the past four minutes. Daniel knew this because he hadn’t either. There was no way he was going to be the first to look away.
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