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“It sure made my mother happy,” I say.
“That she fell for a Steel?”
“That she fell for a man. Rory’s been very open about her bisexuality, and she’s had relationships with both men and women. Her one and only forever person could’ve easily been a woman.”
“Are you saying your mother’s homophobic?”
I shake my head. “No, just traditional. She loves Rory and accepts her for who she is, but I know deep inside she was happy Rory chose a man for her life partner.”
“And how do you feel about it?”
I swallow. “I feel…good about it. I love Brock. But I’m mostly happy for Rory because it’s always been her dream to be a mother, and that would’ve been more difficult had she chosen a woman to spend her life with.”
“It’s not difficult. You can buy that stuff that you need to get pregnant with.”
“True, but now she doesn’t have to.”
“The two of them will make a beautiful kid, for sure,” he says.
“God, I know. With Brock’s rugged handsomeness and Rory’s classic beauty…” I smile.
I smile because I know that makes my mother exceedingly happy. My mother, the former beauty queen, and not one of her daughters were interested in the local pageant scene.
I hate that kind of stuff.
I look back at Dave. He hasn’t responded to my last statement.
I’m not sure what to say to him. I’ve been crushing on him for so long, but I know better than anyone that a crush is not love.
Yet I do feel something for Dave Simpson. Something new and exciting and passionate. I’m almost afraid to put a name to it. Certainly not the L word. Not yet. Especially when he’s clearly not ready to go there either.
After all, this has only been going on for a little more than a week.
I could easily be Brianna and say I’ve been in love with him from afar for the last ten years, but that would be dishonest. I’m not Brianna. I’ve had a crush on him because he’s a beautiful man. So beautiful and so full of joy.
Until now.
But those first two days in Scotland and England, before we had the near plane crash, he was the old Dave. Almost too much so.
Because he was trying to have a vacation from all the shit that has gone down with his family.
I don’t want to be just a fuck to him, but I don’t want him to go too fast either. Whatever grows between us has to be real. Not some escape for him because his life is troubled.
I’m so young, and so is he. There’s no reason to rush into this.
When we first got together in Glasgow, my original thought was that I wanted to snag a Steel like all my siblings had.
But after that near brush with death… And how he reacted…
I want to take it slowly. Or if not slowly, at least not as quickly as all my siblings did.
Because looking your mortality in the face has a side effect. All those things you thought were important?
They’re not.
Money? Steel money? Finishing college on time? Figuring out what to do with your life?
None of it matters.
