That Guy by Belle Brooks

Author:Belle Brooks [Brooks, Belle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Obie Books
Published: 2018-08-07T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

One large room. A vibrator lying on the carpeting in front of me, and one massive and embarrassing moment playing over and over in my mind.

Tears flood my face as I sit alone on the bed beside my belongings, not at all disappointed Arlie hightailed it out of here the moment I said to stop. I would have too if I were him. I bet he’s already on a boat back to civilization, and I’ll become the heroine of the dildo girl story he’ll tell his friends about in years to come.

How could he possibly leave this deserted island without a craft to do so? That would be with the use of a get-out-of-jail-free card, the very cards I was informed of before I came to Heart Key. “You can leave whenever you want. All you need to do is hold up your out card and say, ‘I’m leaving paradise’.” It’s what Susan said.

Where do I find one of these cards? Because I need to leave this place too. As it is, I can already imagine the headlines with my name on them.

Melinda Grant: Screw up. Fuck up. Everything that can go wrong will. Good or bad, she’ll find a way to make it worse.

Why did Arlie kiss me? Why did he have to do such a thing? I close the lid of my suitcase, zip it back up, and pull it off the bed.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

“I come bearing tissues. Can I come in?”

Arlie. What? Why?

“Please stop crying. I’m sorry,” he pleads.

He’s sorry? Why’s he sorry? He didn’t do anything wrong.

“I’m coming in. I want to make sure you’re okay.”

I turn my blurred sight to the partly opened door.

Arlie steps through the gap with a box of tissues held out in front of him. “I shouldn’t have done what I did. It was … well, you were about to cry. I didn’t want you to cry.” He pauses. “I made it worse.”

I shake my head. Is this guy a saint?

Arlie plucks a tissue from the box and waves it in retreat.

“You left.” My voice quivers.

“I did. I had to …” He clears his throat. “I had to fix myself.”

“Fix yourself?”

He points downwards. “A male thing.”

I suck my cheeks inwards. “Oh.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“You don’t need to be. It’s me who should be sorry.”

Arlie drops the box of tissues to the floor and marches towards me, closing the gap quicker than I can blink. His hands wrap around my body. His heart beats against my ear. He kisses the top of my hair.

And with this one display of pure affection, comfort, and kindness, my embarrassment drifts away, and my body relaxes.

“Do you want to put your suitcase back on the bed and unpack? I’ll leave you to do so on your own and wait downstairs at the table for you.”

I nod against his chest.

“I’m going to let you go now.”

Before he has a chance to step away, I snake my arms around his waist and hug him back. I hold Arlie as tightly as I do Chris when I’m upset.

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