"The one good thing to come out of this is that you taught me well, and now I'm a pretty good lay. I plan on fine tuning those skills with Bill. I'll have plenty of time for fucking since my job is practically half the hours and double the pay. It's a sweet gig. Be happy for me, son of Jack."
She's purposely trying to fuck with me and it's working.
My normal reaction would be to slide my mask back down.
Or shake the shit out of her.
But I'm not going to do either.
I'm going to show her who I really am.
A man who's in love with her.
"Don't do this."
"Don't do what? Be happy?"
"I can make you happy." I walk up closer to her. "I will spend my life making sure of it."
"I'm leaving. It's done."
I vigorously rub my hand up and down my face. This being a better man shit is hard. I'm desperately looking for the right words. Words that will make her see.
"Nothing is done. You are right here. Standing in front of me, and I'm telling you that I love you. That I will keep loving you. That I will become the better man that you deserve. The man your father became for your mother. We will have that kind of love."
Heavy tears start to fall from Ariana's eyes.
I walk just a bit closer to her.
I wipe one of her tears with my thumb then lick it off.
"I will swallow all of your tears if you let me, baby."
"You've never talked this much in your entire life."
"I'm an eloquent motherfucker when I want to be."
I move in closer.
Dwarfing her sweet curves with my body.
"Don't leave me, Ariana."
I slide one of my hands against the side of her face and into her hair. Pulling it gently, so her head can naturally tilt back and her eyes can fall into mine.
"Stone."
"I love you."
"I don't love you," she whispers.
"You're lying."
“You told me that you’d never hurt me. You lied. I hate you."
"I can fuck all that hate right out of you."
She starts to pull away. Maybe I should talk about fucking later. Too soon, dummy.
