“No family is.”
“I imagine not. But we’re, you know…”
“Completely nuts?”
He gives me a small smile.
“What happened out here?”
“I don’t think you really want to know.”
“I do, though. And you’re going to tell me.”
“Or else?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
I look at him suggestively and he shakes his head.
“I didn’t like the way he was looking at you.”
“Nick? Is that who you’re talking about?”
“He was staring at you.”
“Okay…”
“I don’t want him to.”
“But he’s your brother…”
“There’s a lot of history between me and Nick. And I’m trying to stop that history from repeating itself.”
“And you don’t want to talk about it?”
He sighs. “I don’t know… I don’t want you to change your opinion of me.”
“Ryan,” I say, taking his face and making him look at me. “I already know what I think of you. Knowing something about your past isn’t going to change anything. I see you for who you are now, with me.”
He smiles at me, before bringing his lips to mine. He brushes them gently, before saying: “Let’s go home.”
“But we haven’t had dessert yet.”
“There’s a much nicer dessert at home, and I don’t want to share it with anyone. You know what my appetite’s like.”
I smile, trying to ignore the flush of heat blazing through my body.
“You might get indigestion.”
“I’ll take that risk.”
