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“Don’t act like you’re so perfect,” I said. “You’ve got your flaws just like anyone else.”
“Excuse me?” she scoffed and looked at me with disgust.
“You heard exactly what I said. Nice of you to come back to Big Bear and act like one. What, because you’re sitting on this imaginary throne these days you think you're better than I am? Remember, you dated this not so perfect screw up once.”
She looked back at Uncle Joe with a smirk and shook her head, while he glared at me with the meanest look of disappointment in his gaze. I didn’t care. I was over Mia and her attitude before my stay even started.
“I’m out of here,” she said. “Thanks for the invite, Uncle Joe, but there’s no way I'll be able to put up with that all summer long. Good luck with him. Seems like some things will never change.”
My ego took a blow I'd never felt before. Or maybe I had, and I was just too full of pride to consider it. Being off my feet and bound to a wheelchair seemingly weakened all of my defense mechanisms because I had no comeback for what Mia said. She was halfway right.
“Mia, please.” Uncle Joe stopped her just before she got into her car to peel out of the driveway. “Just give it a shot. What can it hurt? I know Brayden’s a piece of work, but I know you both care for each other somewhere deep inside. You were friends; family before anything. Think of that.”
Mia's frown slowly faded. There was still anger in her eyes, but not as much. If we were face to face, she probably would have raised her fist to my jaw. I can’t say that I didn’t deserve it either. Sometimes I went too far. Instead of being receptive to the truth being cast in my direction, I avoided it at all costs.
“Come on,” Uncle Joe pleaded again. “Do you really want to drive the distance back and forth? I mean, look at this place. It's even more beautiful than when you guys were kids. You'll have your own side and won’t have to see him unless you want to.”
Her guard came down more and more. She looked back at the cabin, then at the scenery all around. It was a beautiful place. Quiet, full of nature and beautiful views. When it rained it felt like all the world stopped and nothing mattered but that space and that time. Uncle Joe’s cabin was a magical experience that no one could pass up. Not even a woman as strong as Mia.
“Fine.” She put her hands on her hips and looked directly at me while she spoke. “But if he gives me a single ounce of trouble, I'll leave here so fast no one will ever know I came.”
“Alright!” Uncle Joe clapped with excitement. “That’s fair. So, Brayden, that means be on your best behavior. He'll be too busy with nurses and physical therapy to bother you anyway.”
A look of concern crossed her face as the nurses and Uncle Joe came to help me from the car and into my wheelchair. I didn’t look at her much during that time. I was too embarrassed having to be helped into my chair like I was a child who never learned to walk.
I was angry with Uncle Joe too. I couldn't believe he chose her side over mine. Of course, my anger wasn't everlasting, nor was it justified. I’d done a lot of wrongdoings to Mia when we were together, and she had every right to be angry at me.
“Don’t screw this up, kid.” Uncle Joe quietly lectured me once Mia had gone to open the door for everyone. “I know how you feel about that woman, and this is your one chance to man up and do the right thing to get her back. You have no idea of the strings I had to pull to even get her here in the first place.”
“Whatever, Uncle Joe,” I winced in pain as he and the nurses plopped me down in the wheelchair. “You might’ve been right about my feelings years ago, but you have no idea how I feel about her now.”
Chapter Four ~ Mia
Seeing Brayden's face sent me into a frenzy of emotions that day. Every feeling I thought I got away from flooded my nervous system like a drug. I couldn’t stand him after all we’d been through, I couldn’t deny how sexy he was. Especially since he’d been working as a firefighter. He was always built and muscular, slinging around the fire hose for so long did him great justice.
After getting settled in I sat in the large jacuzzi tub and soaked. I soaked for so long, I drifted away into deep thoughts about Brayden. The jets in the tub pushing against my back and thighs reminded me of the way he handled me in the bedroom. He was strong and forceful the way I liked, but also gentle and loving.
***
The first time we had sex came at a surprise. We were fresh out of the pool and feeling our emotions stronger than ever. When he kissed me, I felt a jolt of electricity down my spine that made my entire body quiver.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked.
His hand firmly placed on my breast made me more sure than ever. I wanted him. Craved him even. When he pushed himself inside of me, I almost changed my mind because he was so big, but the feeling was sensational.
He eased into me, gently kissing my neck while pushing himself deeper. I gasped in pleasure and pain and clawed at his back with my legs wrapped around his waist. His hips worked in a circular motion as he jabbed his stiffened erection into my center, making me orgasm for the first time ever.
I screamed in pleasure. I wanted more of him. Each time we saw each other afterward, it was like sex consumed us; turned us into two magnets for each other’s love. I found myself touching myself in my bath as I thought of him and the way he cherished my body. If it weren't for how much I grew to dislike him over the years, I would have gone to his room for a refresher.
However, Brayden went from a man I was head over heels in love with, to someone I never wanted to see again at the blink of an eye. The older we got, the more we strayed away from each other. He was too busy roaming the streets with my brother and his friends, while I had my head in the books in search of a better life.
Had things been different, he and I might have still been a thing. Unfortunately, having fun was the way of life for him. Our sex life was fun, but that was about it. When he and my brother got into their accident, I was turned off by him to the point of no return.
Each time I thought about that night I got queasy, and what started out to be a self-proclaimed orgasm while I had a bath, quickly turned into an unfortunate memory that made me dislike Brayden even more.
When I finished my bath, I ordered some takeout and ended the rest of my evening by taking in the night air on the balcony outside my room. Brayden was on his side of the cabin with his TV blaring like he always did. I ignored him. The night was too beautiful to be annoyed by someone who never saw a problem with his actions.
My phone started ringing just as I returned from the basement retrieving a bottle of wine. That was one thing I loved about Uncle Joe’s cabin. He always had good wine in stock.
