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So why didn’t he want to say he loved me last night? I was certain that was the perfect moment for him to admit it. Am I rushing into this too soon? Or are my feelings for him just stronger than what he feels for me?
I’m trying to be rational about this. I know most couples don’t declare their love for one another three days after they meet each other. Especially not when we have spent half that time fucking and the other half pretending the other doesn’t exist. I know it’s ridiculous to think that he owes me anything. He’s already given me so much by giving us a chance, and not giving up on me after I pushed him away. He’s proven over and over again that he wants this. But it hurts to think that maybe this means more to me than it does to him.
How can I be so negative about a situation that’s so positive? A man like him could have anyone. He proved that when we were at the bar and all of the women around him were practically swooning. He doesn’t have to take a chance on a woman twenty years younger than him. It’s possible I’m not mature enough for him, and it’s possible that he’s going to realize that soon and back away from me. Why can’t I just live in the moment and enjoy what comes my way?
I don’t know what is wrong with me. I’m the luckiest girl on Earth. I’ve woken up next to the man of my dreams. So why am I still acting as though I need more from him?
Wes stirs in his sleep and his arm instinctively tightens around my waist, pulling me closer to him. It fills me with so much warmth that I can’t help sighing happily. This is what I’ve been waiting for. I push my worries aside for a while and snuggle in closer to Wes, resting my head on his shoulder. I can feel his breath on my neck, tickling my skin gently. I close my eyes and allow myself to drift off again.
But when I wake with a jolt, it’s because the bedroom door has been slammed open. I instinctively cover myself with the duvet, bolting upright and seeing what the hell is going on. I wish I had stayed asleep.
My father is standing in the doorway, looking angrier than I have ever seen him before. He’s practically got steam coming out of his ears as his eyes flit between me and Wes. I can audibly hear him breathing, trying to control his anger, but failing miserably.
“What the hell have you done,” he growls. I can’t be certain which one of us he is speaking to. “How the hell could you do this to me? You’re scum! Absolute scum!”
Wes sits up next to me. As Dad hurls insults at him, his face turns from calm to furious. He’s gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. This is about to turn nasty, I can just tell.
“Don’t speak to me that way,” Wes says with a low growl. “You don’t have a clue what’s going on here.”
“I’m pretty sure I can gather up the facts,” Dad hisses. “You’ve violated my daughter. For some reason, you have no respect for your life long best friend, and you’ve decided to screw everything up by taking my daughter to bed. I can’t fucking believe you, Wes. I thought we were friends.”
“Don’t you dare assume you know the facts,” Wes snaps. “I’m not trying to hurt you, or your daughter. I have genuine feelings for Zooey. So why don’t you just back the fuck off and let us be? We’re trying to build something together.”
My Dad laughs, but there is no humor in his tone. “You’ve got to be kidding me. You think that I’m just going to walk away now? You think I’m just going to give you my blessing and move on? You’ve both betrayed my trust. This isn’t fucking normal. You’re old enough to be her father, Wes! What the hell were you thinking?”
Wes snarls as he gets out of the bed and squares up to my father. I’m still hiding behind the duvet, my cheeks hot and my brain unable to process everything that is happening. “I’m thinking of myself for once,” Wes snaps. “Do you know how long I’ve devoted all my time and effort to the company? Too damn long. I want to settle down, Lawrence. Are you so fucking selfish that you can’t see that?”
My father reaches out and shoves Wes in the chest. Taken my surprise, Wes steps back, his face a picture of complete shock. Then, his features harden and he shoves my father back, much harder. Wes is the stronger of the two. It’s completely obvious who will win this fight if it comes down to it. But I can see the anger on my father’s face, and I know that won’t stop him from trying to take Wes down.
