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“Make sure to say ‘hi’ to him for me!”
“I hate you!” I yelled back, and she cackled before she closed her door. It was quite obvious where I was heading, and it wasn’t a secret, but I didn’t want it to be that obvious because there I was...going after a man.
I’m scared.
What if he rejected me, or what if he was angry that I had come to his work place unannounced? Should I turn around? It was a bit too late because I could see the fire station just a few steps away.
My heart beat a bit quicker than normal as I fought hard to calm my anxious self down. It wasn’t like I was going to die or anything; I was just going to talk to him and fix things between us because I missed him like crazy.
I loved him so much, and I also loved Anne, and I wanted to be with them again, but I knew if I had to wait for Asher to come to me, I would probably wait for a long time.
It felt like my heart was in my belly as I walked on shaky legs toward the building. I suddenly had to pee, and I was panicking out of my fucking mind!
I practiced the breathing exercises the K9 center had taught us for whenever we felt like we were about to have an attack or a pending breakdown. I was pretty sure I looked crazy to the people who passed by.
My ears felt fucking hot as I clutched my bag tightly and forced myself to enter the building. One of the red garage doors was closed, and I was immediately welcomed by the fluorescent blue lights. Some of the guys stood by their trucks as they spoke with each other, and I nervously raised my hand, greeting them.
Yeah, no, I shouldn’t be here.
I turned around on my heel, and I was about to leave the building when I heard my name.
“Brooke!” My heart stilled as I slowly turned around and reminded myself to breathe slowly.
Through the nostrils Brooke, through the fucking nostrils!
Dammit, why was he still so fucking irresistible?
“Brooke.” If he was as nervous as I was, it didn’t show at all. He stood tall at his six-foot something height, his grey shirt stretched over his chest, his gear pants fit around his hips incredibly well, and the red straps hanging off by the sides of his pants.
His hair had grown a bit longer from what I could see underneath his cap. His eyes took me in as if he was checking that nothing was wrong with me. His eyes looked lighter, as if he wasn’t as tortured anymore.
“Hi,” I said in a small voice. My mouth felt so dry, and I had to hold myself back from throwing myself at him. I wanted to hug him so badly and kiss him as if we were reunited lovers, but I knew we had ripped that label off the last time we saw each other.
“Hi,” I repeated nervously, and his lips lifted into a small smile as he took a step closer to me. Oh, this man has me in a chokehold!
“What are you doing here?” he whispered, his eyes roaming my entire face. He looked like he couldn’t believe I was here; neither could I.
“Oh, I’m here to see Anne,” I lied, and his eyebrows shot up as he tilted his head. “And Brady; where are they?”
“Well, Anne is at school, and Brady is with Elise,” he told me, and I nodded as I nervously scratched my head.
“Oh, okay, cool. Well, I’ll be on my way,” I quickly turned around, embarrassed that I had made this trip just to humiliate myself before Asher, forget everyone else who witnessed that horrifying exchange.
Asher grabbed my hand, and my heart immediately warmed up when I felt his thumb rub my skin. I’m so in love with him.
“Is that all you came for?” he asked as he tugged me close to him, but there was still enough space between us to fit something like a stick. “If so, I’d be disappointed,” he whispered, and I gulped as I got lost in his blue eyes; it felt like they were pulling me into a place where it was just us.
It sounds corny, sure, but his eyes were hypnotic.
“I want to be happy,” I muttered, and he raised an eyebrow, his hand never letting mine go. “And I’m pretty sure Brandon would want the same for me.”
“As would I,” he told me confidently, his eyes staring at my lips for a hot second before they found mine again.
“Good, cause I’m here to tell you that you should be with me because I want to be with you.” I gulped, and his hand held mine tighter, but it didn’t feel painful; it felt like he was agreeing with me.
“I want to apologize,” he said softly, and I raised my hand.
“First, I think I should tell you why I’m a good fit for you. I love Anne like she’s my own; I know she isn’t, but there’s just something about your daughter that makes her incredibly lovable, you know.” He seemed amused already, and I knew I was just spewing nonsense, but I had to let him know just how much I loved him. “You’re a terrible person.”
