Fading Memories by A.M. Willard

Author:A.M. Willard [Willard, A.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Booktrope Editions
Published: 2015-09-12T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

SITTING HERE IN A DAZE, all that runs through my mind is Dakota and the way he makes me feel. It’s not even how my body reacts to his touch, it’s the simple fact that I can’t get him off my mind. For a year all I’ve been able to focus on was the bad, the anger that I still harbor; now it’s this. Before my father passed away, I was scared, petrified of what would happen after it was all over and done. Would I be able to pick myself up? Would I be able to live without his guidance? During that time, I never stopped to ask myself what I would do if Peter left. It wasn’t on my radar, not even a blip on the screen. With everything that’s happened and changed, the content person came out. Life became simple, and in a way, still painful.

Is Dakota the one I was meant to wait for? My body sure tells me he is, but my mind is still debating.

“Earth to Izzie!” Peter says as he snaps his fingers in front of me.

“I’m sorry, do you need something?”

“Care to dance with me?”

“I’m pretty sure your fiancée would have something to say about that.”

“She’s fine with it, come on.” He reaches for my hand as if I don’t get a say in this.

“What’s the deal? Are you seriously asking me to dance with you?”

“Izzie, come on, let’s not cause a scene, okay?”

Jumping up and tossing my water bottle down on my chair, I stomp out toward the floor, the whole time mumbling that this is crazy and not going to end well for anyone. When I get to the middle of the floor, I turn quickly and plop my hands onto my waist and glare at him. The music starts and it’s “Somewhere with You” by Kenny Chesney; this just pisses me off even more.

I’m an arm’s length away and trying not to look at his face. He says, “You know I don’t bite, come here.” And he jerks me into his chest. My body feels like it’s burning, but it’s different than when Dakota touches me. This is a wound of hate, disgust, and a bit of sadness wrapped up into one.

“Peter, I agreed to dance and that’s all. I’m not even sure why you feel the need to be nice. We’ve been over for some time now, no need for a happy façade.”

“Listen, I need to know you will have breakfast with me tomorrow. It’s important, okay? And this was the only way I could speak with you without him listening.”

As he speaks, the words from the song hit me. “Did you ask for this song? And by him, do you mean the one who’s currently giving you the death stare?”

“Yes, because you always listen to the words of a song. No need to worry about him, he’s not right for you. If you feel the need to have a summer fling, then go ahead. Things will change after tomorrow.

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