‘what the hell just happened’ where flying through my head when Ryan walked through the coffee shop door replacing ‘what the hell’ with shit, shit, shit.
With Denny clouding my mind I had completely forgotten about Ryan. Ryan the guy I was dating and had been for the last month.
“Is your Dad ok he looks pissed?” Ryan said walking towards me and taking the seat my Dad had just left. “You look kind of pissed too. What’s going on?”
Ryan was a great guy, very sweet and not bad to look at, tall, in good shape with a nice clean-shaven face, but my God was he nosey. The man was always asking question.
Wow that was a really mean thought.
“Everything is fine. How was your night?”
Looking at my face his eyes narrowed for half a second before he shrugged his shoulders. “Quiet. Yours?”
Well shit walked myself right into that one. Now I had to decide if I told him the truth or not. Telling him would mean telling him things I didn’t want him to know about my father and Denny and I really didn’t want to talk about Denny anymore. I’d already forgotten I had a boyfriend because of him, which was silly because Denny and I weren’t anything anymore. He left me. I had to stop forgetting that.
“The same, except I was up with Lucca for a while.”
Nodding Ryan reached across the table taking my hand into his and rubbing his thumb across my pulse.
“How’s your brother? I heard from a friend we have in common that he was back for a visit. Your dad and Jace getting together?”
Well that was news to me I had no idea my brother was back. For over a year my brother had been coming and going as he pleased. Sometimes he told me where he was going but most the time he left me in the dark. I didn’t even know what he did work wise these days that had him always leaving Denver. He’d turned into a dick over the last year so I couldn’t really be blamed for not keeping in better contact.
Ryan’s phone ringing saved me from having to answer. Thank God because it was sad having to find out my brother was in town through the gossip line.
Saying ‘yes’ a couple of times Ryan snapped the phone shut and gave me a weary smile. “That was work I have to go. We still on for dinner tomorrow?”
Shit forgot about that too.
“Of course.” I said followed by a big fake smile pretending I didn’t forget.
“Good. Call me if you need anything Rachel.”
“I will.” I said feeling very guilty.
****
Bouncing Lucca in my arms I took out my cell and finally made the call I’d been putting off all day. I’d put off calling Denny for a couple of reasons. One after seeing Ryan I was pissed that Denny could make me forget everything and only think about him. Then I was pissed because it wasn’t Denny that had came to me, I had went to him. So all these mixed and complicated feelings were my fault not his. And the other reason was because I knew once I made this call Denny and me would go back to the way things were before last night. The thought of having no contact with Denny again broke my heart. No matter how many times I told myself I hated him I knew it was a lie. I was still very much in love with Denny.
“Rachel what’s wrong? Is everything ok?” Denny said through the phone his concern and worry melting my heart.
Well fuck; Denny was not helping the mixed feelings.
“Fine. My Dad is going to take care of it.”
“Good.” Denny said, “Well I guess−”
“I don’t want this to be it.” I blurted.
“Rachel−” Denny whispered.
Jesus it had been this way since day one, one look at Denny or one look my way had me falling at his feet. How stupid could I be, Denny only helped me last night because of Lucca, it had nothing to do with feelings for me. I had to stop forgetting that Denny left me.
“Not me Denny, I want you to keep seeing Lucca.”
“Rachel−”
“Please don’t Denny. Just think about coming to see Lucca a couple of times a week ok, he deserves to
With Denny clouding my mind I had completely forgotten about Ryan. Ryan the guy I was dating and had been for the last month.
“Is your Dad ok he looks pissed?” Ryan said walking towards me and taking the seat my Dad had just left. “You look kind of pissed too. What’s going on?”
Ryan was a great guy, very sweet and not bad to look at, tall, in good shape with a nice clean-shaven face, but my God was he nosey. The man was always asking question.
Wow that was a really mean thought.
“Everything is fine. How was your night?”
Looking at my face his eyes narrowed for half a second before he shrugged his shoulders. “Quiet. Yours?”
Well shit walked myself right into that one. Now I had to decide if I told him the truth or not. Telling him would mean telling him things I didn’t want him to know about my father and Denny and I really didn’t want to talk about Denny anymore. I’d already forgotten I had a boyfriend because of him, which was silly because Denny and I weren’t anything anymore. He left me. I had to stop forgetting that.
“The same, except I was up with Lucca for a while.”
Nodding Ryan reached across the table taking my hand into his and rubbing his thumb across my pulse.
“How’s your brother? I heard from a friend we have in common that he was back for a visit. Your dad and Jace getting together?”
Well that was news to me I had no idea my brother was back. For over a year my brother had been coming and going as he pleased. Sometimes he told me where he was going but most the time he left me in the dark. I didn’t even know what he did work wise these days that had him always leaving Denver. He’d turned into a dick over the last year so I couldn’t really be blamed for not keeping in better contact.
Ryan’s phone ringing saved me from having to answer. Thank God because it was sad having to find out my brother was in town through the gossip line.
Saying ‘yes’ a couple of times Ryan snapped the phone shut and gave me a weary smile. “That was work I have to go. We still on for dinner tomorrow?”
Shit forgot about that too.
“Of course.” I said followed by a big fake smile pretending I didn’t forget.
“Good. Call me if you need anything Rachel.”
“I will.” I said feeling very guilty.
****
Bouncing Lucca in my arms I took out my cell and finally made the call I’d been putting off all day. I’d put off calling Denny for a couple of reasons. One after seeing Ryan I was pissed that Denny could make me forget everything and only think about him. Then I was pissed because it wasn’t Denny that had came to me, I had went to him. So all these mixed and complicated feelings were my fault not his. And the other reason was because I knew once I made this call Denny and me would go back to the way things were before last night. The thought of having no contact with Denny again broke my heart. No matter how many times I told myself I hated him I knew it was a lie. I was still very much in love with Denny.
“Rachel what’s wrong? Is everything ok?” Denny said through the phone his concern and worry melting my heart.
Well fuck; Denny was not helping the mixed feelings.
“Fine. My Dad is going to take care of it.”
“Good.” Denny said, “Well I guess−”
“I don’t want this to be it.” I blurted.
“Rachel−” Denny whispered.
Jesus it had been this way since day one, one look at Denny or one look my way had me falling at his feet. How stupid could I be, Denny only helped me last night because of Lucca, it had nothing to do with feelings for me. I had to stop forgetting that Denny left me.
“Not me Denny, I want you to keep seeing Lucca.”
“Rachel−”
“Please don’t Denny. Just think about coming to see Lucca a couple of times a week ok, he deserves to
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