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shrugged. "It goes to all of the right places."
"That it does." Brian got up and went over to the phone to call for room service. He was not wearing any clothing, completely naked, muscles bulging everywhere from his arms to his calves.
He was a spectacular specimen. One thing that Brian did was take his health and workouts seriously. It was no wonder that he was a top player in the league. Making sense of the man that she saw on television and the person that she knew all this time was confusing. She hoped that he had not changed much.
She was lying there, waiting for him to return to bed while she thought about how things had changed so quickly in such a small amount of time.
"What's on your mind?"
"Not much," she responded, shaking her head.
"It looks like a lot is on your mind. I can tell by the way that you stare off with that funny smile. You used to do the same thing when we were younger."
"So much for keeping a little something to myself. I was just thinking that this," she paused, never able to find the words to describe what was going on between the two of them. "This, whatever it is. It was always so confusing to me."
Brian slid back in bed next to her, holding her gaze. "Why is it so confusing?"
"I don't know. Either we are not speaking or we are here. That does not confuse you?"
He took her hand in his. "Why should it? I swear, Daisy. You never had the ability to let things be what they are. If you could simply just be, things would feel so much better for you."
She frowned. His comment felt like he was trying to say that something was wrong with her. He must have read her expression, because he tried to recover his statement.
"What I mean is this. Since we were kids, you always tried to control everything. You had to know how things were moving, every step of the way. There was no surprising you. You had to lead every event in your life. And if it did not go the way that you saw it going, it was no good. That's not realistic. That's not life, Daisy. Everything does not go your way. Everyone does not feel the way that you feel about things. Everyone does not see things the way that you see them. So you have to be willing to see when someone else has feelings about something and when someone else has feelings about you. I have had feelings for you since we were kids, and you never acknowledged that. I tried to show you, tried to tell you. I tried to show you. For some reason you missed the signs.
"I used to wonder why that was. Was I not clear enough? Then I started to think that you weren't feeling the same way about me. But that wasn't it. It was just that I did not do things on your terms. And that wasn't fair."
She clenched her jaw, not sure if she was frustrated with herself or angry with Brian's confession.
"What's not fair is that you let me think that you did not feel anything for me when we were both falling for each other. What's not fair, Brian, is that you left, without a word about where that would leave the two of us."
He rolled his eyes. "You can't be serious, Daisy. I kissed you that day when you came home from school. I mean, I kissed you. And you didn't say anything after that. Just shut down and didn't say anything to me. What was I supposed to do? Beg you to talk to me? We lived in the same house and I tried. But I did have to go off and live my own life. And you were not leaving home and I had to go."
Daisy's mind brought her back to the kiss that he spoke of. She had come home from school, soaked and wet from the rain as she ran from the bus stop. As soon as she came in the house, she slid her wet shoes off of her feet, throwing them on the floor next to the door. As soon as she dropped her books, there was Brian, standing there before her.
He grabbed her with such urgency. Holding her in his arms, he whispered, "I can't take this anymore" and pressed her up against the wall. His kiss was inexperienced, but felt just right to her. She had not had any other experience except a
"That it does." Brian got up and went over to the phone to call for room service. He was not wearing any clothing, completely naked, muscles bulging everywhere from his arms to his calves.
He was a spectacular specimen. One thing that Brian did was take his health and workouts seriously. It was no wonder that he was a top player in the league. Making sense of the man that she saw on television and the person that she knew all this time was confusing. She hoped that he had not changed much.
She was lying there, waiting for him to return to bed while she thought about how things had changed so quickly in such a small amount of time.
"What's on your mind?"
"Not much," she responded, shaking her head.
"It looks like a lot is on your mind. I can tell by the way that you stare off with that funny smile. You used to do the same thing when we were younger."
"So much for keeping a little something to myself. I was just thinking that this," she paused, never able to find the words to describe what was going on between the two of them. "This, whatever it is. It was always so confusing to me."
Brian slid back in bed next to her, holding her gaze. "Why is it so confusing?"
"I don't know. Either we are not speaking or we are here. That does not confuse you?"
He took her hand in his. "Why should it? I swear, Daisy. You never had the ability to let things be what they are. If you could simply just be, things would feel so much better for you."
She frowned. His comment felt like he was trying to say that something was wrong with her. He must have read her expression, because he tried to recover his statement.
"What I mean is this. Since we were kids, you always tried to control everything. You had to know how things were moving, every step of the way. There was no surprising you. You had to lead every event in your life. And if it did not go the way that you saw it going, it was no good. That's not realistic. That's not life, Daisy. Everything does not go your way. Everyone does not feel the way that you feel about things. Everyone does not see things the way that you see them. So you have to be willing to see when someone else has feelings about something and when someone else has feelings about you. I have had feelings for you since we were kids, and you never acknowledged that. I tried to show you, tried to tell you. I tried to show you. For some reason you missed the signs.
"I used to wonder why that was. Was I not clear enough? Then I started to think that you weren't feeling the same way about me. But that wasn't it. It was just that I did not do things on your terms. And that wasn't fair."
She clenched her jaw, not sure if she was frustrated with herself or angry with Brian's confession.
"What's not fair is that you let me think that you did not feel anything for me when we were both falling for each other. What's not fair, Brian, is that you left, without a word about where that would leave the two of us."
He rolled his eyes. "You can't be serious, Daisy. I kissed you that day when you came home from school. I mean, I kissed you. And you didn't say anything after that. Just shut down and didn't say anything to me. What was I supposed to do? Beg you to talk to me? We lived in the same house and I tried. But I did have to go off and live my own life. And you were not leaving home and I had to go."
Daisy's mind brought her back to the kiss that he spoke of. She had come home from school, soaked and wet from the rain as she ran from the bus stop. As soon as she came in the house, she slid her wet shoes off of her feet, throwing them on the floor next to the door. As soon as she dropped her books, there was Brian, standing there before her.
He grabbed her with such urgency. Holding her in his arms, he whispered, "I can't take this anymore" and pressed her up against the wall. His kiss was inexperienced, but felt just right to her. She had not had any other experience except a
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