Beautiful Disaster (A Pirate Romance book, Historical Romance) by Heather C. Myers Page B
Authors: Heather C. Myers
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special someone that she trusts enough to just… let go with. And even though she loved Zach and wanted him to be that guy, he really wasn’t, and she knew that.” She sighed, and for a moment, the two sat in a long silence, both processing what Bex said. “What about you, pirate boy?” she asked, throwing him a sidelong glance. “Do you have someone waiting for you back home?”
“Absolutely not,” Johnny said, actually offended at such a notion. Bex couldn’t seem to contain her laughter at his facial reaction, and threw her head back to laugh aloud. “And what do you find so funny about this?”
“Nothing, it’s just” - she said, trying to contain her amused reaction before finally getting control over herself. “Nothing, I guess I should have expected it, that’s all.” She tilted her head as she met her eyes, and pulled her knees close to her chest. “May I ask why?”
“I don’t like being tied down,” Johnny said, slightly uncomfortable with this line of questioning. “I do not want to involve myself in a relationship when everybody knows it will turn into a farce with webs of lies scattered about. I know I could never be loyal to a woman – the world has too many to offer to pick just one for the rest of your life.” He paused and thought for a moment. “Look at Izzy, for instance,” he continued. “She’s probably hurt by this whole break-up nonsense. Don’t you think it would have been wiser for her to not have entered into the relationship in the first place?”
Bex immediately shook her head. “No,” she replied. “I think that with every relationship, you can learn something new about yourself. I believe that everyone placed in your life is purposefully supposed to be there, to teach you something.”
“Lessons aren’t worth learning if the lesson itself was a lie,” Johnny mumbled.
“You must have been hurt,” Bex observed in a quiet voice. Finally, she raised her dark eyes to meet Johnny’s. “And if you found the right woman?”
“I don’t think there is such a thing,” Johnny told her.
“Cut the crap for a second,” she interjected, getting slightly frustrated. “If you found her, somebody who made you fall in love, who would be worth giving up everything for, who you would choose to be loyal for, would you engage in a monogamous relationship?”
Johnny thought about it for a long moment before finally shaking his head. “Probably not,” he replied. “Even if I did find the nonsensical right woman, it would be guaranteed that one of us - although, more likely, it would be both of us - would get hurt, and because of this concept of love attached to each of us, the pain would only be greater.”
Bex sighed dejectedly before a sad smile eclipsed her face. “I feel sorry for you,” she told him.
“I feel sorry for you,” Johnny said, troubled by her pity. “For anyone who believes in happy endings and romance and love.”
“Yeah, well, the thing is,” Bex said, standing up, “at least those of us who try to have a relationship have a better percentage of finding true love, true happiness, finding someone to grow old with. But for you, it’s a guarantee that you’ll die alone.” She paused for a minute, letting her words sink in, if they could sink in. “Now, come on. Help me move these boxes on the front patio. I really don’t want to deal with that asshole.”
It took Johnny a moment to comprehend and then fulfill her request, only because he was quite startled at her blunt but true statement concerning his guaranteed death.
Chapter 10
Izzy walked through the door to find Johnny and Bex arguing once again about something or other. It was becoming quite common to find the two fighting about whatever, and Izzy was becoming quite accustomed to ignoring the two. In fact, there were times when Izzy would play
“Absolutely not,” Johnny said, actually offended at such a notion. Bex couldn’t seem to contain her laughter at his facial reaction, and threw her head back to laugh aloud. “And what do you find so funny about this?”
“Nothing, it’s just” - she said, trying to contain her amused reaction before finally getting control over herself. “Nothing, I guess I should have expected it, that’s all.” She tilted her head as she met her eyes, and pulled her knees close to her chest. “May I ask why?”
“I don’t like being tied down,” Johnny said, slightly uncomfortable with this line of questioning. “I do not want to involve myself in a relationship when everybody knows it will turn into a farce with webs of lies scattered about. I know I could never be loyal to a woman – the world has too many to offer to pick just one for the rest of your life.” He paused and thought for a moment. “Look at Izzy, for instance,” he continued. “She’s probably hurt by this whole break-up nonsense. Don’t you think it would have been wiser for her to not have entered into the relationship in the first place?”
Bex immediately shook her head. “No,” she replied. “I think that with every relationship, you can learn something new about yourself. I believe that everyone placed in your life is purposefully supposed to be there, to teach you something.”
“Lessons aren’t worth learning if the lesson itself was a lie,” Johnny mumbled.
“You must have been hurt,” Bex observed in a quiet voice. Finally, she raised her dark eyes to meet Johnny’s. “And if you found the right woman?”
“I don’t think there is such a thing,” Johnny told her.
“Cut the crap for a second,” she interjected, getting slightly frustrated. “If you found her, somebody who made you fall in love, who would be worth giving up everything for, who you would choose to be loyal for, would you engage in a monogamous relationship?”
Johnny thought about it for a long moment before finally shaking his head. “Probably not,” he replied. “Even if I did find the nonsensical right woman, it would be guaranteed that one of us - although, more likely, it would be both of us - would get hurt, and because of this concept of love attached to each of us, the pain would only be greater.”
Bex sighed dejectedly before a sad smile eclipsed her face. “I feel sorry for you,” she told him.
“I feel sorry for you,” Johnny said, troubled by her pity. “For anyone who believes in happy endings and romance and love.”
“Yeah, well, the thing is,” Bex said, standing up, “at least those of us who try to have a relationship have a better percentage of finding true love, true happiness, finding someone to grow old with. But for you, it’s a guarantee that you’ll die alone.” She paused for a minute, letting her words sink in, if they could sink in. “Now, come on. Help me move these boxes on the front patio. I really don’t want to deal with that asshole.”
It took Johnny a moment to comprehend and then fulfill her request, only because he was quite startled at her blunt but true statement concerning his guaranteed death.
Chapter 10
Izzy walked through the door to find Johnny and Bex arguing once again about something or other. It was becoming quite common to find the two fighting about whatever, and Izzy was becoming quite accustomed to ignoring the two. In fact, there were times when Izzy would play
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