The Proposition 2: The Ferro Family (The Proposition: The Ferro Family) by Ward H.M

Author:Ward, H.M. [Ward, H.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laree Bailey Press
Published: 2013-12-28T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

I need liquor. Seriously. My heart has been pounding since that kiss and it won’t slow down. The constant adrenaline rush is making me frantic. I want to run, scream, and dance all at the same time. Manic laughter tries to bubble up from within me, but I grip my hands together and twist, trying to force it back down.

Bryan, on the other hand, seems completely cool and collected. We’re laying on the lawn behind the mansion at the Bayard Cutting Arboretum. There’s an enormous grassy field that stretches from the back of the house all the way down to the water. Lavish houses line the opposite shore, but none are as large as this one. It’s one of the oldest homes in the area and it was turned into a state park before I can remember. There aren’t many people outside today, it’s a bit too brisk, but Bryan doesn’t mind and neither do I.

We lay in the grass, side by side, and stare at the sky. Bryan’s hands are tucked behind his head revealing the toned body that I used to know so well. But he’s older now and the lines of his chest and waist have changed. Rather than growing softer, he’s become more angular with a trimmer waist. The muscles in his arms curve perfectly. The thought of having those arms around me flashes through my mind, but I swat the thought away. Eventually, he’ll stop playing and demand what he wants, but for now Bryan is content to stare at clouds and pretend we’re friends.

After a prolonged silence he confesses, “When I was a kid I wanted to live here. I thought I could buy this house.” He laughs softly and glances over at me. “That was the first time I learned that some things can’t be bought.”

I don’t respond because his admission gets under my skin. Apparently he can’t buy a house, but he can buy me. I press my lips together and stare at a cloud that’s all fluffy, curvy lines.

Bryan’s eyes are on the side of my face, but I don’t look at him. When I do, I get lost in the depths of him and only see what I want to see. I wish so badly that we remained friends, but things didn’t turn out that way, and now here we are, with me plotting to get even with him on the lawn of one of our old hang outs. Yeah, we were weird. Bryan and I used to walk around here when we were together. The only other people around are the elderly and flocks of geese and ducks that reside down by the water.

When he looks away, Bryan takes a deep breath, and asks, “Why’d you write it about me? I mean, you could have written anything you wanted about any of your lovers and you chose me. I want to know why.” He has trouble asking the question. The way his voice comes out tells me so.

“I don’t want to talk about it anymore.

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