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I figured that it was a bit of a shock and in light of pretending to be her mom’s boyfriend, that maybe Rylee was confused as well. With a sigh, I took a deep breath and decided to go spend some time in the fresh air to clear my head. I made my way to the back porch and I felt instantly better once I stepped outside.
Robin’s garden was verdant green and surrounded by flourishing bushes and flowers in a rainbow of colors. I took in a lungful of the pure, cold air outside and let my thoughts go wild. Seeing Rylee again after such a long time had those intense feelings all rushing back to me. It was like we’d never spent any time apart. I began to recall all of those evenings we spent flirting with each other and how I’d never imagined it would amount to anything more than a few compliments and blushes. Oh, how wrong I’d been.
The night I’d slept with Rylee was the most passionate and earth-shattering experience I’d ever had. It had shown me just how wonderful and blissful sex could be and every person I’d slept with since had paled in comparison to her. I could still remember exactly what that night was like. I remember how beautifully Rylee had moved, how breathtaking her curvy, smooth body was, how wonderful it had been to hear her scream in pleasure…
I cursed myself – not for the first time – that I’d left the next day for Chicago. I’d only expected the business negotiations to last a weekend, if that, but patents were a more complicated matter it turned out. I’d ended up in Chicago for a whole six months and when I came back to Boise and checked the coffee shop, Rylee had disappeared. I hadn’t had her phone number, her address, anything. But today, fate had given me a second chance and I was determined not to waste it. I knew all along that Rylee was the woman for me. Now, I just had to prove it to her.
It would be hard though. She was acting much more awkward and skittish than she had the first time they met. I suppose that’s because I disappeared without a word, I thought as I sat down on the edge of the porch and watched the sun set over the trees ahead of me. I wanted to take back how I had left things. I wanted to go back to that night and get her phone number. I wanted to find a way to make things right, but five years was a long time and Rylee’s feelings toward me might have changed by now. How on Earth was I supposed to fix things?
“For starters, you could apologize, you dumb oaf,” I chastised myself with a roll of my eyes. I’d been so focused on how I was feeling that I hadn’t really considered Rylee’s feelings. I needed to make it up to her and fast, before I lost my chance forever. I resolved to explain everything to her properly and find a way to talk to Rylee without her mother around.
Having cleared my head, I stood once again, brushed down my clothing, and headed back inside. By the time I did, the two women had finished cleaning up after dinner and they were sat chatting at the dinner table. As soon as I entered, however, they both paused their conversation and looked up at me. The resemblance was striking for a moment; they both had the same blonde hair and blue eyes, yet something about Rylee’s face was far more striking and magnetic. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her plump pink lips and her soft, round cheeks. I was thrown back in time to when I’d seen Rylee the very first time in the coffee shop. I thought she was so breath-takingly beautiful, but I’d believed she was way to young to go for a guy like me—how wrong I had been!
I darted my eyes away after I realized I’d stared for a little too long. “Thank you both for such a lovely dinner. It really was nice to spend time with the both of you,” I told them, breaking the awkward silence.
“There’s no need to thank me really,” Robin responded as she patted her daughter on the shoulder. “This one here is a great cook! She did all the hard work. I always say she’ll make a wonderful wife for someone one day.” She looked over at her daughter with fondness and familiarity while Rylee blushed pink.
That man will be me, I told myself. It has to be.
“Mom, stop it,” Rylee chided with a small smile. “It was just chicken and vegetables, nothing special.”
“Don’t put yourself down,” her mom replied, “Spencer, wasn’t dinner just great?”
