To Catch a Falling Star by L. Duarte

Author:L. Duarte [Duarte, L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-12-27T05:00:00+00:00

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK.

How hard was for me to control my overly active, testosterone-induced body near Mel.

To stand in that damn kitchen so close to Mel and not touch her was torture. No, it was hell. The worst part was when I identified regret in her words. What did I expect? For her to welcome back with open arms after what I’ve done?

I wonder how much she hates me. I screwed up, I really did.

I’M THE LAST one to arrive at the Millers for supper.

“Hi there, Tarry, we were just waiting for you to have dinner,” Maritza tells me after a tight embrace.

“Sorry for being late, I was writing a new song and lost track of time. You guys shouldn’t have waited.”

“Oh, please. You are part of this family.” Holding me by the hand, she guides me to the kitchen.

“Portia, you and Mel can serve dinner, we will be right there.” We stop by the kitchen door briefly. I glance at Mel. She shoots me an inquisitive stare. With a discreet shrug, I mutely follow Maritza through the hall. We enter a room, and she closes the door.

“I wanted to talk to you today, but you vanished after service. Please, have a seat,” she says and sits across from me. Goddamnit. Is it a new sort of fucking hallucination, or am I kind of shaking at the perspective of being lectured by Maritza? I can’t fucking believe it. Christ’s sake, I don’t need this shit. Confusing and foreign emotions stir in my chest. My chest itches as if a thousand fleas just moved in.

Shit.

“Well, I’m not a woman to go around the bush,” she tells me with her rushed Spanish accent.

“Oh,” I say. Maybe Mel told her about last night. The thought of disappointing this family upsets me. For fucking sake, pussies get upset. I’m pissed. It sounds better.

“You and Mel are both grown-ups and whatever you do is none of my concern. However, I need to bring up one small factor.” She smiles; there is not a trace of judgment on her face. “Ella.”

I remain in silence. How much did Mel tell her?

“I can see that you and Mel are getting along. A beautiful friendship, if you give me the liberty to say so. But please consider Ella while you two get to know each other.”

“I, um, what is this all about, Mrs. Miller?”

“Oh, Tarry, it’s Maritza or Aunt Iza. I can see your interaction with Mel is beyond casual. I know my daughter, Tarry. For what it’s worth, I really don’t oppose or favor a relationship between you two. My only concern is Ella. And your concern should be Danny. He’s very protective of Mel.” She smiles and reaches again for my hand. Her fingers are warm and soft against my skin. It’s a motherly touch—pure and unconditional—and I wonder if I’ve ever been touched like this before. A suffocating knot settles in my throat.

“You’re a good man, Tarry. You might not realize yet. But you are. Any girl would be lucky to have you.

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