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“Sorry to hear that. Did someone hit you?”
“No.” I paused and smiled. “I was speeding.”
He said nothing for a few minutes as he carried on disturbing the peaceful scene in front of us.
“Was it just your arm you broke?”
“No. I broke my left leg, three ribs, and fractured my skull. I was in a coma for six days.”
He remained quiet for a minute or so, fiddling with something in his hands. “At least you’re better now.”
I bit my lip as I felt tears springing up from nowhere. I was not going to cry in front of this man. Managing to mutter a thanks, I started drawing patterns in the dust with my boots.
He coughed, wringing his hands together. “Well, I guess that was a lesson learned on speeding.”
His words cut right through me. What a pompous asshole. “As if I haven’t heard that enough already.”
“Sorry, it was just an automatic response. I was trying to lighten the atmosphere a little.”
Anger simmered away in my gut once more. He didn’t know the first thing about my life, or the circumstances that led me to that awful car crash.
“Yeah, well don’t. I don’t need anyone’s pity, especially yours.”
He glanced across, surprise flickering through his dark eyes. “Ok, I’m sorry if I offended you.”
I snorted and stood up. “Whatever.”
“I am.”
“You lot wouldn’t know the meaning of sorry if it jumped up and bit you. Just leave me alone. I’ve got enough going on without you giving me a hard time just for the sake of it.”
With heat flooding my cheeks, I stepped over the log, and started to walk away. My emotions were running high once again and all I wanted to do was sit and cry it out. I’d come to this secluded little spot for some time out and yet again, that damn fine cowboy had ruined it.
“You know what,” I said, turning back around. “I’m not leaving. I was here first. I’m sick of men making me run away. That’s what got me in this mess in the first place.”
I plonked myself back down on the log and folded my arms over my chest. Glaring into the distance, I said nothing.
“Wow,” he said, scratching his head. “I can see you have some stuff to work through. I’ll give you some space.”
As he stood up, I breathed a sigh of relief. Just the pressure I felt under when he was around was an added strain I didn’t need. Yes, he was hot, but he was just as cruel to go with it from what I’d experienced so far.
“You know, sometimes it helps to talk to someone on the outside of the situation. Get a different perspective and all that.”
I looked up at him with raised eyebrows. “Are you suggesting I’m going to get that from you?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “I’m just saying I have a pair of ears, and I’m willing to listen.”
I dropped my eye contact and went back to staring into the small well of water. The fact he was being nice was irritating me—I was finding it hard to stay angry. So overwhelmed by everything, it didn’t take much at all for me to spill the dreadful truth.
“I was speeding the day I crashed because I came home to find my fiancé in bed with my sister.”
