“Take it from someone who’s made his share of mistakes. It’s that simple if you make it that simple.”
I get another text from Joyce, which only adds to my already shitty day.
Also, before I forget, a man named Dennis called the office. Said he’s your father? He wants season tickets. Should I give them to him?
My first reaction is to say hell no, but I play a little game of “what would Kaya say” in my head and come up with a different response.
Give him the tickets.
Even from a distance, that woman isstilldriving me nuts which is why next, I do what I should have done a long time ago.
I call Kyle.
Brick
One Week Later
I standin the doorway of Kyle and Dena’s home, hesitant to take another step. While they have accepted my apology for my part in ruining their wedding, Kyle admitted that he may have overreacted and wants Kaya to make her own decisions, except for tonight.
She played no part in the decision for me to show up tonight, and it’s written all over her face when she pivots her head and sees me in the doorway.
“What are you doing here?” She stares at all three of us in confusion, probably wondering when the other shoe is going to drop.
“They invited me,” I tell her as she continues to look stunned.
Damn, she looks more beautiful than the last time I saw her and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. If there was ever a sliver of doubt in my mind that this wasn’t the right decision, it’s vanished into thin air.
Kaya is mine.
It’s as if I’m falling down a vast hole as her deep set brown eyes seem to swallow me whole. I’m not exactly sure what she’s thinking, but it’s like no time has passed for me.
I can’t help but move closer, feeling the pull of our connection, and as I approach, a gentle warmth envelops me.
I’m home.
Kaya glances up at me, and I can feel my breath hitch in my throat. I can see the pain in her eyes, and all I want to do is hold her and tell her how sorry I am, but I know it’s not quite that simple no matter what Diesel says.
“Invited for what?” she barely whispers.
I remain still as we just look at each other, the silence between us stretching out into eternity.
“I wanted to see you,” I say, my voice filled with emotion. “And Kyle and Dee Dee said it was okay if I dropped by here. I wanted to apologize for everything that happened on the island and for the pain I caused you. I should have never suggested that we hide anything from your family. You’re better than that.”
“Those are the exact words you said to me ten years ago,” she says almost wistfully. “I’m better than that.”
We still have an audience, but I don’t care, so I slowly move closer to her, surrendering to the force between us. I cup her face in my hands and look deep into her eyes. “I meant those words then and I mean them now. I’m so sorry,” I say, my voice filled with sincerity.
Kaya just looks at me, her eyes full of emotion, and I damn near hold my breath as I watch her painfully trying to calculate the situation.
Can she trust me?
Does she love me enough?
I can’t believe how much I need this woman, and I desperately want her back in my bed and my life for as long as she’ll have me.
“I’m not sure what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything,” I tell her, then I lean forward and kiss her softly, my lips gentle.
