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Landon. What happened to your face?” I insisted, and he sighed before rolling his eyes, but he didn’t turn away.
“My mother ’s sick, Tessa. She has dementia. Her memory is— it’s not what it used to be. Some days, like today—she’s ok. But others—she can get violent. I’m here for her as much as I can be.” Again, he sighed deeply, and my heart broke for him.
“She stays here with you?” I asked, and he nodded.
Watching his mother deteriorate right before his very eyes must’ve been more than hard. Hell, I wouldn’t know how to deal with it, if it had been my parent. The fact that he was her caregiver was sweet. Most people locked their parents away in a home, and barely visited. God, there was so much about Landon Brooks that I didn’t know.
“I thought maybe last night—”
“Last night was perfect , Landon.” I blurted out, not meaning to say it that way, but it was. Landon had held me close all night, and we fit perfectly together. I didn’t need him to stand here and worry about me, when he had bigger problems on his plate. I suddenly felt a whole lot worse.
“Really?” he asked, glaring into my eyes as if he was afraid that I was lying.
“Really,” I smiled, trying to lighten his somber mood.
“So, I didn’t freak out in my sleep or anything?” he asked, and I frowned. This was the second time he ’d asked that question, and it was sort of weird-ing me out. I shook my head, and he sighed relieved.
“ Good, because I was afraid that last night I might’ve said too much about my mom, and you probably didn’t understand. Which is why I brought you here—I’ve never done anything like this, Tessa, and I just—”
I cut him off by standing on my tippy toes, and placing my lips to his. I couldn’t believe that I went on impulse, but it just seemed right. Landon must have thought so too, because he had grabbed me by my waist, and pulled me closer. God, help me, because I loved his hard body against mines. He slipped his tongue into my mouth as his cell phone buzzed. That was just about the most annoying thing about Landon Brooks. He groaned before cursing under his breath.
“I need to answer that.” He whispered against my lips, and I nodded before pulling away from him.
A part of me was relieved that we had been distracted, while the other part wanted to scream. Who was I kidding? Landon Brooks was all kinds of hot. From his dark hair, to his crystal blue eyes, Landon Brooks was made like a demigod. I wanted to rub my hands across his very broad shoulders, and climb up his tall, chiseled body to straddle him. Last night’s session had undoubtedly left me hot, but my heart was cold.
No part of me was ready for what was blossoming between Landon, and I. I had been a broken shell of a woman , and I hated love. So how ironic was it that I chose love as a field to work in? I guess it was a form of screwed up therapy for me. Sure, I had everything in my life on track, but when it came to love, I ran. I couldn’t believe that I’d let my lower desires rise to the occasion last night, and cloud my judgment. Well, I had a lot of thinking to do now, because Landon Brooks was like a tattoo, and he was slowly sketching himself onto my heart.
Landon had seemed to do a complete 180, and I wanted to applaud him. I definitely wanted to spend more time with him. But the question was, was my heart ready to beat again?
Nine
I had a secret burdening me, and I hated it. I hated even referring to it as a secret, but since it was a thing I refused to talk about, I guess it was just that. Looking at myself in the mirror, I frowned as I glared at the makeup plastered on my face. Gwen had taken it upon herself to doll me up, since I had a real date with Landon. After taking his call, he’d dropped me back at the hotel, and asked me out on a proper date.
I wasn’t going to lie, I was scared as hell.
But, I figured I owed this to Landon, since he had the balls enough to
“My mother ’s sick, Tessa. She has dementia. Her memory is— it’s not what it used to be. Some days, like today—she’s ok. But others—she can get violent. I’m here for her as much as I can be.” Again, he sighed deeply, and my heart broke for him.
“She stays here with you?” I asked, and he nodded.
Watching his mother deteriorate right before his very eyes must’ve been more than hard. Hell, I wouldn’t know how to deal with it, if it had been my parent. The fact that he was her caregiver was sweet. Most people locked their parents away in a home, and barely visited. God, there was so much about Landon Brooks that I didn’t know.
“I thought maybe last night—”
“Last night was perfect , Landon.” I blurted out, not meaning to say it that way, but it was. Landon had held me close all night, and we fit perfectly together. I didn’t need him to stand here and worry about me, when he had bigger problems on his plate. I suddenly felt a whole lot worse.
“Really?” he asked, glaring into my eyes as if he was afraid that I was lying.
“Really,” I smiled, trying to lighten his somber mood.
“So, I didn’t freak out in my sleep or anything?” he asked, and I frowned. This was the second time he ’d asked that question, and it was sort of weird-ing me out. I shook my head, and he sighed relieved.
“ Good, because I was afraid that last night I might’ve said too much about my mom, and you probably didn’t understand. Which is why I brought you here—I’ve never done anything like this, Tessa, and I just—”
I cut him off by standing on my tippy toes, and placing my lips to his. I couldn’t believe that I went on impulse, but it just seemed right. Landon must have thought so too, because he had grabbed me by my waist, and pulled me closer. God, help me, because I loved his hard body against mines. He slipped his tongue into my mouth as his cell phone buzzed. That was just about the most annoying thing about Landon Brooks. He groaned before cursing under his breath.
“I need to answer that.” He whispered against my lips, and I nodded before pulling away from him.
A part of me was relieved that we had been distracted, while the other part wanted to scream. Who was I kidding? Landon Brooks was all kinds of hot. From his dark hair, to his crystal blue eyes, Landon Brooks was made like a demigod. I wanted to rub my hands across his very broad shoulders, and climb up his tall, chiseled body to straddle him. Last night’s session had undoubtedly left me hot, but my heart was cold.
No part of me was ready for what was blossoming between Landon, and I. I had been a broken shell of a woman , and I hated love. So how ironic was it that I chose love as a field to work in? I guess it was a form of screwed up therapy for me. Sure, I had everything in my life on track, but when it came to love, I ran. I couldn’t believe that I’d let my lower desires rise to the occasion last night, and cloud my judgment. Well, I had a lot of thinking to do now, because Landon Brooks was like a tattoo, and he was slowly sketching himself onto my heart.
Landon had seemed to do a complete 180, and I wanted to applaud him. I definitely wanted to spend more time with him. But the question was, was my heart ready to beat again?
Nine
I had a secret burdening me, and I hated it. I hated even referring to it as a secret, but since it was a thing I refused to talk about, I guess it was just that. Looking at myself in the mirror, I frowned as I glared at the makeup plastered on my face. Gwen had taken it upon herself to doll me up, since I had a real date with Landon. After taking his call, he’d dropped me back at the hotel, and asked me out on a proper date.
I wasn’t going to lie, I was scared as hell.
But, I figured I owed this to Landon, since he had the balls enough to
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