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me.”
“Next week?” He asked again, as if he didn’t hear me correctly when I said it.
I nodded. “Brandon, will you really be there for me and the baby?”
“Yes, of course.” There was a sadness in his eyes that I didn’t understand.
“I love you, Brandon. I really do.” There were tears in my eyes. I was not going to give up on us. I knew that there was something here.
He looked at me, and I saw the pained look on his face that I never liked to see—the look he had when he needed to give someone some bad news. “Des … believe me when I say that I will be there for you and the baby. ” He paused. “But, that’s it. This doesn’t change anything between us. I’m with Emma. I love Emma .”
I cringed. Her name out of his mouth was like nails on a chalkboard for me. His words felt like a cold dagger to my heart. I looked away from him, but kept my face free of emotions. “You may think that now, but I know you love me, Brandon.”
He sighed. “Des, I care about you and I do love you, but as a friend .” His last word was like a hard slap to my face.
“You don’t have to admit it, Brandon, but I know how you feel. You wouldn’t have made love to me just four months ago if you didn’t feel something for me. That’s just not you.”
“Des, that night was a mistake.” I could hear the anger in his voice, which made me flinch. He noticed my pained reaction and his expression softened. “I’m sorry,” he said, “I don’t want hurt you. But I also don’t want to lead you on. We shouldn’t have had sex that night. You had just lost your father, and I was there trying to comfort you. I knew you were vulnerable. I shouldn’t have let you convince me to take so many shots with you that night. I knew you were trying to numb out the pain. And watching you go through that pain brought back the old painful memories of when I lost my mom, and when you were there for me. In a way, I was trying to numb out my own pain.”
He lowered his face and rubbed his temples with his hand and sighed. “I know that’s not an excuse for what we did. It’s my fault. We shouldn’t have slept together.”
“It’s no one’s fault.” My voice was strained as I reached over to touch his free hand and squeezed it. “You didn’t take advantage of me. I wanted you to make love to me that night,” I admitted.
He moved his hand away from me and looked at me. “I’m sorry for hurting you. You don’t deserve that, especially not from me. I wish I could give you what you want, but I can’t. I just don’t have those feelings for you anymore. I’m sorry.”
“Okay,” I pulled my hand back onto my lap and looked away from him. I knew he remembered the night when he told me he loved me, when he told me he would never love another woman the way he loved me. We just needed some time to reconnect, to rekindle the love we had. He needed to be reminded of how much he had loved me. I would be patient. I would wait until he came around.
Chapter Six
Emma
I looked at the time on my cell phone and wondered where Brandon was. He was 30 minutes late.
It was Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, and Brandon and I have dinner plans. Tomorrow I was driving north to Sacramento to have Thanksgiving with my mom. The girls were driving into SF Saturday afternoon and staying until Sunday morning. I was really excited to see them. I wish they could stay longer, but Steph and Glo had flights to catch Sunday.
I also really wished that Brandon would be aro und to meet them too, but he said he had some last minute family thing he had to help out with in Sausalito, a small waterfront town just north of SF, and wouldn’t be around all weekend.
My phone beeped. It was Brandon. “Hey, where are you?” I asked.
“Sorry, I got held up. I’m around the corner from your place. Meet me out front in a minute.”
“Okay.” I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. I was excited to see Brandon. It had been a whole week
“Next week?” He asked again, as if he didn’t hear me correctly when I said it.
I nodded. “Brandon, will you really be there for me and the baby?”
“Yes, of course.” There was a sadness in his eyes that I didn’t understand.
“I love you, Brandon. I really do.” There were tears in my eyes. I was not going to give up on us. I knew that there was something here.
He looked at me, and I saw the pained look on his face that I never liked to see—the look he had when he needed to give someone some bad news. “Des … believe me when I say that I will be there for you and the baby. ” He paused. “But, that’s it. This doesn’t change anything between us. I’m with Emma. I love Emma .”
I cringed. Her name out of his mouth was like nails on a chalkboard for me. His words felt like a cold dagger to my heart. I looked away from him, but kept my face free of emotions. “You may think that now, but I know you love me, Brandon.”
He sighed. “Des, I care about you and I do love you, but as a friend .” His last word was like a hard slap to my face.
“You don’t have to admit it, Brandon, but I know how you feel. You wouldn’t have made love to me just four months ago if you didn’t feel something for me. That’s just not you.”
“Des, that night was a mistake.” I could hear the anger in his voice, which made me flinch. He noticed my pained reaction and his expression softened. “I’m sorry,” he said, “I don’t want hurt you. But I also don’t want to lead you on. We shouldn’t have had sex that night. You had just lost your father, and I was there trying to comfort you. I knew you were vulnerable. I shouldn’t have let you convince me to take so many shots with you that night. I knew you were trying to numb out the pain. And watching you go through that pain brought back the old painful memories of when I lost my mom, and when you were there for me. In a way, I was trying to numb out my own pain.”
He lowered his face and rubbed his temples with his hand and sighed. “I know that’s not an excuse for what we did. It’s my fault. We shouldn’t have slept together.”
“It’s no one’s fault.” My voice was strained as I reached over to touch his free hand and squeezed it. “You didn’t take advantage of me. I wanted you to make love to me that night,” I admitted.
He moved his hand away from me and looked at me. “I’m sorry for hurting you. You don’t deserve that, especially not from me. I wish I could give you what you want, but I can’t. I just don’t have those feelings for you anymore. I’m sorry.”
“Okay,” I pulled my hand back onto my lap and looked away from him. I knew he remembered the night when he told me he loved me, when he told me he would never love another woman the way he loved me. We just needed some time to reconnect, to rekindle the love we had. He needed to be reminded of how much he had loved me. I would be patient. I would wait until he came around.
Chapter Six
Emma
I looked at the time on my cell phone and wondered where Brandon was. He was 30 minutes late.
It was Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, and Brandon and I have dinner plans. Tomorrow I was driving north to Sacramento to have Thanksgiving with my mom. The girls were driving into SF Saturday afternoon and staying until Sunday morning. I was really excited to see them. I wish they could stay longer, but Steph and Glo had flights to catch Sunday.
I also really wished that Brandon would be aro und to meet them too, but he said he had some last minute family thing he had to help out with in Sausalito, a small waterfront town just north of SF, and wouldn’t be around all weekend.
My phone beeped. It was Brandon. “Hey, where are you?” I asked.
“Sorry, I got held up. I’m around the corner from your place. Meet me out front in a minute.”
“Okay.” I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. I was excited to see Brandon. It had been a whole week
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