them. “What the hell does it look
like I’m doing? I’m on my knees—totally and completely begging you to forgive
me.”
“Get up!” she hissed when a couple walking their dog
paused to stare at them.
“Not until you forgive me.”
She growled in frustration. “I said it would take
time, so quit being dramatic.”
He shrugged. “Fine, call me a Drama Queen. Call me
any fucking name in the book! Just get all the anger and hate out of your
system, so you can work on forgiving me tonight.” He opened his arms wide. “I
said it on cards, in text messages, and voicemails, and even in that fruity
book of poetry I sent you. But now I’m going to say it to your face in case
it’s the only other chance I have.”
Suddenly in that moment Aidan didn’t feel so sure of
himself. He drew in a ragged breath. “I am sorry , Emma. I’m so sorry for
breaking your heart. I’m sorry for being an utter prick and being afraid of my
feelings for you. Most of all, I’m sorry for screwing up the perfect life we
had by pushing you away and cheating on you.”
Emma’s face flushed with warmth as the woman on the
sidewalk gasped. Aidan turned to her. “Yeah, that’s right. I’m one of the
countless assholes who break women’s hearts. I couldn’t tell Emma I loved her,
and I almost screwed another woman trying to push her away.” He smacked his palms
hard against his chest. “But from the depths of my heart and soul, I’m so, so
sorry!”
“Jesus dude, have you lost all your pride?” the man
questioned, which caused the woman to punch him in the arm.
Aidan chuckled. “Yeah, I have. Because I’m willing to
do whatever it takes to win her back,” he pointed to Emma and smiled at
her.
When Emma strode over to him with a determined look,
Aidan felt his hope rising. It quickly faded as she grabbed him by the hair and
yanked his head up. “Get off my front walk this minute, or I’m going to call
the cops!” She shook her head maniacally. “I can’t believe you just embarrassed
me in front of my neighbors like that!”
“I thought you wanted a man who would say how he
truly felt?”
She rolled her eyes. “ This ,” she said, motioning
wildly to him, “is not what I had in mind.”
“Fine,” he said pulling himself off the ground. He
leaned closer to her and cocked his eyebrows. “But can you honestly say you
weren’t the tiniest bit impressed by that?”
The corners of her lips pulled up, and he could tell
she was fighting not to smile. “Maybe a little.”
“Aha, I knew it!”
“Come on. Let’s go inside before you can be more of
a twatwaffle tonight.”
He burst out laughing. “What did you just call me?”
“It’s one of Casey’s words.”
“Hmm, let me guess. It’s probably one of Casey’s
words for me ?”
She nodded as she unlocked the front door. “Yes, but
with some stronger expletives along with it.”
“I figured as much.”
“Have a seat. I’ll go let Beau out of the basement.”
When Aidan eased down on the couch, a memory flashed
in his mind of making love to Emma in the very same spot before they went to
see her grandparents for the first time. He heard Beau long before he saw him
racing around the corner.
“Hey boy!” he cried, rising up off the couch.
At the sight of Aidan, Beau went into full freak-out
mode with his whole body wiggling while he whined and cried. He barreled into
Aidan, knocking him back down onto the couch. Then he went to licking Aidan’s
face, hands, and any other body part he could get his tongue on.
Emma laughed. “See, I told you he missed you.”
Beau barked a few times as if in agreement, and then
went back to slurping his tongue over Aidan’s face. “Okay, boy, I missed you,
too.” Aidan rubbed over Beau’s back and then patted his head.
“Now sit down, Beau, and be a good boy,” Emma
instructed.
To Aidan’s surprise, Beau obediently slid down onto
the floor and sat stock still for Aidan to pet him. “Damn, I can’t
like I’m doing? I’m on my knees—totally and completely begging you to forgive
me.”
“Get up!” she hissed when a couple walking their dog
paused to stare at them.
“Not until you forgive me.”
She growled in frustration. “I said it would take
time, so quit being dramatic.”
He shrugged. “Fine, call me a Drama Queen. Call me
any fucking name in the book! Just get all the anger and hate out of your
system, so you can work on forgiving me tonight.” He opened his arms wide. “I
said it on cards, in text messages, and voicemails, and even in that fruity
book of poetry I sent you. But now I’m going to say it to your face in case
it’s the only other chance I have.”
Suddenly in that moment Aidan didn’t feel so sure of
himself. He drew in a ragged breath. “I am sorry , Emma. I’m so sorry for
breaking your heart. I’m sorry for being an utter prick and being afraid of my
feelings for you. Most of all, I’m sorry for screwing up the perfect life we
had by pushing you away and cheating on you.”
Emma’s face flushed with warmth as the woman on the
sidewalk gasped. Aidan turned to her. “Yeah, that’s right. I’m one of the
countless assholes who break women’s hearts. I couldn’t tell Emma I loved her,
and I almost screwed another woman trying to push her away.” He smacked his palms
hard against his chest. “But from the depths of my heart and soul, I’m so, so
sorry!”
“Jesus dude, have you lost all your pride?” the man
questioned, which caused the woman to punch him in the arm.
Aidan chuckled. “Yeah, I have. Because I’m willing to
do whatever it takes to win her back,” he pointed to Emma and smiled at
her.
When Emma strode over to him with a determined look,
Aidan felt his hope rising. It quickly faded as she grabbed him by the hair and
yanked his head up. “Get off my front walk this minute, or I’m going to call
the cops!” She shook her head maniacally. “I can’t believe you just embarrassed
me in front of my neighbors like that!”
“I thought you wanted a man who would say how he
truly felt?”
She rolled her eyes. “ This ,” she said, motioning
wildly to him, “is not what I had in mind.”
“Fine,” he said pulling himself off the ground. He
leaned closer to her and cocked his eyebrows. “But can you honestly say you
weren’t the tiniest bit impressed by that?”
The corners of her lips pulled up, and he could tell
she was fighting not to smile. “Maybe a little.”
“Aha, I knew it!”
“Come on. Let’s go inside before you can be more of
a twatwaffle tonight.”
He burst out laughing. “What did you just call me?”
“It’s one of Casey’s words.”
“Hmm, let me guess. It’s probably one of Casey’s
words for me ?”
She nodded as she unlocked the front door. “Yes, but
with some stronger expletives along with it.”
“I figured as much.”
“Have a seat. I’ll go let Beau out of the basement.”
When Aidan eased down on the couch, a memory flashed
in his mind of making love to Emma in the very same spot before they went to
see her grandparents for the first time. He heard Beau long before he saw him
racing around the corner.
“Hey boy!” he cried, rising up off the couch.
At the sight of Aidan, Beau went into full freak-out
mode with his whole body wiggling while he whined and cried. He barreled into
Aidan, knocking him back down onto the couch. Then he went to licking Aidan’s
face, hands, and any other body part he could get his tongue on.
Emma laughed. “See, I told you he missed you.”
Beau barked a few times as if in agreement, and then
went back to slurping his tongue over Aidan’s face. “Okay, boy, I missed you,
too.” Aidan rubbed over Beau’s back and then patted his head.
“Now sit down, Beau, and be a good boy,” Emma
instructed.
To Aidan’s surprise, Beau obediently slid down onto
the floor and sat stock still for Aidan to pet him. “Damn, I can’t
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