Everything after that was a blur. I don’t even remember boarding the plane. I ended up having a 2 hour delay which made my anxiety levels go through the roof. I should have just taken my jet but I wasn’t thinking straight. By the time I remembered it was too late. I called Steven and let him know I wouldn’t be able to make it to dinner. I felt relieved to be getting away from him. Steven is a nice guy, he’s a businessman, lives for the city life and is very handsome. Any girl would be lucky to have him if they could handle the fact that he is married to his job. Which is what I like most about him. But lately, he was getting clingy wanting to spend more time together. I don’t know why he has to go and ruin a good thing. I made it clear from day one that I wasn’t interested in a serious relationship, I was only looking for someone to accompany me to social functions and maybe dinner every now and then. In return, I accompany him to his business parties. Plus it kept my father and brother off my back about relationships. I’m not looking for true love or to start another family, been there and done that and I Won’t, NO, I CAN’T do that again….
“You’ve been running 10 minutes” the voice in my ear brought me out of my thoughts for a moment. Suddenly the hoodie felt too restricting. I quickly pulled it off not losing a step and threw it to the side of the road. I started running faster, pushing myself harder, the burning in my lungs returning as I started up a steep incline. Doing my best to stay on the path. One wrong step in these mountains could be a serious mistake. My calves were burning as I tried to push the nightmare, the memories, just everything out of my mind. I’ve been doing so well this last year just working hard, and running more, I even started kickboxing and sparring at the gym to help release my anger. I was really finally feeling like I had my feet underneath me and now my whole world was falling apart again. I tried to focus on my run, and the pain, but my mind kept drifting back to the hospital…..
Randle was waiting for me trying to sugarcoat everything that was going on. I’m a big girl I don’t need his protection. I need him to tell me the truth. “Hey sis, you okay?” His eyes searched my face for any signs of a breakdown I’m sure. “I’m fine how’s Dad? What’s going on?” I hardly recognized my own voice. Randle hugged me and didn’t say anything. Instead, he just stared at me. I could practically see the wheels turning in his head,” Randle you need to tell me what’s going on now before I lose it. I promise I can handle it.” this big brother routine was getting old,” I just don’t want you to worry is all, I’m not sure what to do. The doctors said they’ve done all they can and now we just need to wait. I guess he had some swelling on his brain so they have him in a medically induced coma. We won’t know anything for the next 48 hours.” he was fidgeting as he said it and I knew he wasn’t telling me something. I tried to calm my nerves feeling more irritated by the second. “Okay Randle what else!” He was watching me closely trying to see how I was handling all the news he just gave me.” For Pete's Sake Randle, What Is It!” I yelled a little louder than I meant to causing him to jump. He looked down at the floor,” It is just that um….” he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration finally looking up at me.” I just got a call from Sarah, they’ve put her on bed rest at the hospital. I really need to get back to her but with Dad….” My stomach was in knots.
Sarah, my sister-in-law is pregnant with twins. They live in Florida and have been trying for years to get pregnant. I could see the fear in his eyes. For my dad, for Sarah, and for his unborn babies. I could see how torn he was over it. I took a deep breath, trying my best to remove the emotions from my mind I wrapped my arms around him.” Randle, go home, I can handle this!” I lied I really wasn’t sure if I could handle this but I needed him to go to Sarah. I do better on my own anyways,” Dad will be so upset if he finds out you’re here when Sarah needs you at home. Besides, there is nothing you can do for him here that you can’t do at home. I promise to let you know when he wakes because he will wake up!” I pulled away from his embrace looking into his eyes to make sure he understood,” but….” “No BUTS, go now! This is not up for debate Dad is going to be fine!” He finally relaxed and I knew I had won.
“Fine, let me book my flight and I’ll go.”
The doctors had Dad in the ICU for constant monitoring, aside from the brain swelling he had a broken arm and leg. They were optimistic he’d make a full recovery but there was no way of knowing until the swelling came down, my Dad is a fighter and that gave me hope. Suddenly the room started to spin and I couldn’t breathe I needed to leave but I didn’t have a car, I took an Uber from the airport but didn’t schedule a ride home. My throat started to tighten making it harder to breathe. I could feel a full panic attack starting when His eyes caught mine, they were the deepest blue I had ever seen. My legs felt a little wobbly and I grabbed the chair to steady myself. My heart racing loudly I’m sure everyone could hear it.
The man looked to be about 6’5, I could tell he was muscular not overly but just enough that his arms had definition in them. I could see the veins on his forearms that were crossed over his chest. The wranglers fit snug to his body paired nicely with a white short-sleeved t-shirt. He looked like he had just been working on the ranch. A baseball cap covered his hair so I couldn’t tell what color it was. I couldn’t look away from him. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t look away. Heat started to creep up my neck to the top of my head when I realized he was staring back at me. Finally, he turned to Randle and nodded his head as they shook hands. I used the opportunity to turn away hoping he didn’t notice me gawking but sure that he did.
What the crap was that all about? I turned back around just as this man and my brother started walking over to me.
“Reagan this is Riggin, he is going to give you a ride home, I’m not leaving here unless you let him drive you home. Aunt Linda already has your room ready and she should be back in the morning.” Oh no I’m not riding with this man no, no, no I tried to protest but he shut me down. I could tell there was no arguing with him this was a battle I wasn’t going to win.” Fine!” I said,” But I’m not happy about it!” He smiled and kissed my cheek before walking out the door.
As soon as he was gone I was very aware that my stomach was doing somersaults.” Ma’am, I’m ready to leave when you are” I recognized Riggin's voice from the phone call. I looked at him without thinking. He had a drop-dead gorgeous grin on his face and I was suddenly very hot. His voice was even deeper in person. All my composure was gone and I couldn’t think straight, I didn’t know what to say to him. Instead, I just stood there staring at him.
Come on, get it together Reagan form words,” To be honest I’m ready to leave now!” I said in the most stuck-up voice I could muster and forced myself to rush past him outside. I needed distance from this boy.
Riggin “You have gotta be kidding me,” I groaned as I heard Reagan scream down the hall. A quick glance at the clock let me know I could’ve slept for at least two more hours. Now what do I do? Should I check on her? She made it quite obvious last night that she thought I was the scum of the earth. I still couldn’t believe how someone as beautiful as her could be so rotten inside. Her father was such a good man, even Randle but wow. I could hear her footsteps coming down the hall slowly. With each step she took the boards creaked loudly. I peeked out my door, she was a short little thing probably 5’2 I would guess a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet, maybe. Her blonde hair was a mess on top of her head. It was actually quite cute. You could barely see the hem of her shorts under her dark hoodie. She continued to tip-toe towards the door finally giving up and slipping out. I made a mental note to grease the hinges. Where is she going at this time in the morning? I walked up to the
Reagan I was so lost in thought listening to my music I didn’t even know what I hit. All the air in my lungs left leaving me gasping, everything was spinning. Strong arms wrapped around me as I felt my body hit the ground my vision darkening. ”It’s okay”, I heard a voice in the distance say. It seemed far away at first. I tried focusing on the voice unable to calm myself. “I’m so sorry I didn’t see you.” the voice was panicked. “Breathe Regan” recognition hit me it was Riggin. “Thats it slow breaths.” air was slowly returning to my lungs but I was struggling to keep it under control. I can’t let him see me like this, I tried to pull away from him but he tightened his arms around me and whispered in my ear, “It’s okay, deep breaths” fighting him was taking too much energy, the loss of control consuming me. “Relax, breathe in 2, 3, 4, and out 2, 3, 4.” I tried to breathe in rhythm with his count, concentrating on his voice and nothing else. My ribs felt like someone was crushing them
Riggin Why didn't I bring my phone? Stupid move! I could feel the cold ooze of blood dripping down my arm. Where could her phone be? The terrain was rough and my calves were burning “Riggin” I faintly heard my name as I continued searching. It was still dark out, the moon was hidden by clouds so I wasn’t having any luck. A shriek came from her direction as she screamed my name. Trying to be careful not to trip over my feet again I bolted in the direction I’d just come from. Dang it, she tried to sit up, she had to have a concussion, the gash on her head didn’t look too deep but I didn’t want to frighten her anymore than she already had been. She was showing signs of shock and I knew I needed to get her help. “Easy there I'm here!” I got to her just as she passed out. I need to get her home. Against my better judgment, I picked her up, gently cradling her head in one arm and legs in the other. I started back up the steep incline as quickly as I could. Watching every step I take so we
Reagan My mind was running a mile a minute, I didn't want to see Dr. Walker, I didn't want those memories coming back to haunt me. I had worked so hard the last 5 years at forgetting everything. We pulled into the parking lot, nothing had changed, it all looked just as I had left it. A wave of nausea tore through me. Riggin jumped out of the truck and ran around to open my door. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling at him. He reached his hand out to me and I couldn't help but think of the lightning bolt that had run through my arm the last time he took my hand. Reluctantly I placed my hand in his, there it is again. I originally thought it was just static but twice now? I tried to read his face to see if he felt it too, if he did, he wasn't letting on to it. “Reagan, breathe” he helped me down from the truck gently, embarrassed by my reaction I tried to turn away dang near falling to the ground in the process. “Easy not so fast” he smiled at me and I could feel the hea
We sat down and I waited for Riggin to start hammering me with questions about my name and why it was Hill, but to my surprise he never said a word. Maybe he already knew? I'm sure my father or Josh has told him. Josh probably told Riggin how crazy I am too. We weren't sitting there long before they took us back to a room. I am still in my running shorts and a tank top you could see the bruises on my thighs and arms a mixture of what happened today and some from sparring. My left arm still had some road rash from the accident last week but I'm sure it was blending in with everything else. I noticed Riggin had a small duffle bag with him but I hadn't really thought anything about it till now. “What's that?” I asked trying to break the tension in the room, at first he looked confused, “Oh Aunt Linda packed a change of clothes for you” He winked at me. “Thought you might want to head to the hospital to check on your dad when we leave here.” Aunt Linda thinks of everything I don't know w
Reagan The ride to the hospital was uncomfortable. Riggin didn’t say a word and I couldn’t bring myself to say anything either. I waited for the questions to start coming. His jaw was set tight, he seemed a little tense but I couldn’t read him and it was driving me crazy. I always could read people and tell what they were thinking. My dad said it was a gift I had, being able to tell what a person’s intentions were. It definitely was a good skill to have in the business world, and I took full advantage of it. I hated myself for worrying about what he thought of me, I shouldn’t care! I haven’t cared what anyone has thought of me for a long time. He parked the truck running to my side to open the door. His hands gently helped lower me to the ground ever so careful not to hold my waist to tight as he lifted me out of the truck. Normally I’m grateful for silence, not having to worry about entertaining someone else with conversation, but this silence with Riggin is driving me crazy. He’s
Riggin The elevator door closed before I was able to catch up to her. What was that all about? “I was broken before I got here”? What did that mean? I’ve never had a girl confuse me so much in my entire life! Normally it wouldn’t bother me but I can’t stop worrying about her. Last night I was so sure I had her figured out and then today happened. I thought there was something else going on, now I’m positive that there is something she isn’t saying. I push the button waiting for the doors to open back up. Maybe I should just take the stairs. I keep pushing the button again as if that will make it magically open faster. The ride here had been interesting, I wanted to ask her what on earth was the matter with her, going running when she knew her ribs were bruised. How did she even bruis
As I pulled into the driveway there was a black BMW with dark tinted windows in the driveway. A man was leaning against the driver side door wearing a black t-shirt with jeans and dark sun glasses. A small smile played across his face as I helped Reagan out of the truck, that is until he got a good look at Reagan. She really did look like she had just gotten in a bar fight and now that I knew more about her I decided that might not be too far fetched. “Ms. Sutherland what happened?” his jaw tightened and he turned to me taking a step in my direction. Great do I look like the type of person who likes to “hit” woman I need to go look in the mirror and double check. “Spencer it’s good to see you I hope your flight was comfortable.” Reagan said taking his attention from me. “It’s really nothing, you know me always finding a way to relax, I had a little spill when I went running this morning and bumped my head.” a frown spread across his face when she mentioned she had gone for a run and
I wait for her to make a move first, taking her in and giving her a chance as we circle each other. Her footwork is great she is light on her feet but she is leaving her right leg open to me. I jab at her head to knock her off balance but I don’t shoot. I’m curisous what she’s got and I promised Jack I would go easy on her. “Come on girls stop stalling” Jack yells and a slight smile flashes on Jennifer’s face as she lunges forward grabbing my head. I lock on to hers as she tries to snap. I grab her wrist. I don’t pull on her right away though I let her think she has the upper hand.She tries to spin me and I keep it controlled but I can tell she thinks she’s has me and I’m just waiting for her to make her move. She’s cocky which is going to be her downfall. I keep her close to me not letting her swip my leg. I snap on her softly not wainting her to know I’m just toying with her at this point.She goes for my leg and I whizzer on her, but I let go of her jumping up without attacking h
Jack was waiting when we arrived looking chipper as ever. “Hey Jack this is Riggin, Riggin this is Jack my coach.” I said turning between the two of them. The confusion on Riggin’s face was priceless. “Nice to meet you Riggin, are you going to get on the mat?” Jack asked looking Riggin up and down. It took him a moment to realize what he was talking about. “Haven’t decided yet.” he said. Now it was my turn to be surprised. I gave Jack a hug as he checked me out. “What happened to your eye?” I had forgotten about the cut above my eye. Before Riggin could fill in the blanks I hurried and answered. “It’s nothing I tripped and hit my head no big deal.” I played it off. Riggin tensed up but didn’t say anything. “I’d tell you to go easy but I know better than that.” He said in a serious tone.Jack is one of the only people who takes me as I am. He doesn’t try to sugar coat anything and thats what I like most about him. “So I know you aren’t big on girls but” Jack started saying grabbing
“Tiny wait! I’m sorry!” Mason said grabbing my arm. I tried to pull away but he was stronger than me. He pulled me close wrapping his arm firmly around my waist as he kissed the top of my head. He knew how much I loved when he did that, he also knew I honestly couldn’t stay mad at him. “Mason you know Jason and I are only friends, I can’t believe you’d ever think that.” I couldn’t help the pain in my voice.The tears were threatening to break free. “I know, I know, I was just jealous…” the panic in his voice was evident as he held me tighter. No, no not this time, I’m not letting him off the hook this easy,“Mason just take me home!” I said breaking free of him and heading for the truck. “Tiny its late lets just stay at the hotel like we planned.” He pleaded with me. “No Mason you can stay I’ll drive myself I just want my own bed.” I started to walk around to the drivers side. He placed his arm on the truck blocking my path and opened the passenger door. I climbed in not bothering to
We drove in silence as I followed the directions Reagan had placed in my phone. She stared out the widow biting her lip as we drove. “Do you want to tell me where we are going?” I asked her. “Umm ya it’s just up the road we are almost there.” She said. We had been driving for a couple miles and I hadn’t seen a house. Finally as we turned a corner a two story farm house came into view. “Pull down that driveway” she pointed at the house. I pulled down a long driveway that wrapped around the back to a garage that looked like it could be a separate house. The porch went all the way around the house with shrubs that were spaced a foot apart. The white railing matched the white house that had large windows everywhere. A solid red brick chimney rose out of one side of the house and the brown shingles blended in nicely. The second flood had three windows that popped out of the roof which I imagined are connected to three separate rooms. The yard had a lush green lawn that looked perfectly ma
Riggin I wasn’t sure where we were headed but I knew I didn’t want to go home yet. Reagan was lost in thought and for the time I was ok to ride in silence. My mind was swirling. I couldn’t stop thinking about our dance earlier “I’ll deal with the guilt in the morning.” what did she mean? Guilt... at first I just thought she was playing me. Like I was another game like Steven, but she really seemed upset that I heard her. Then Jason and Sheri butted in. Just thinking about him dancing with her made my blood boil. I couldn’t pull my eyes away from them. Maybe Sheri will finally be able to take the hint. She sure was mad enough at me. Reagan didn’t look like she was enjoying herself but I couldn’t quite tell what was going on. He upset her enough to send her running for my truck. Something happened between them but I wasn’t sure if she would tell me what. Aunt Linda’s words kept echoing in my mind,”Be patient.” “Watcha thinkin about?” Reagan was the first to br
Riggin doesn’t move he doesn’t even look at her his eye’s are on mine. I am frozen where I stand, he is waiting for me to say something. But I can’t find the words just like earlier with Jordan his jaw tightens. He’s upset I don’t blame him. “I think I’ll cash in now” I hear Jason’s voice as he grabs my arm jerking me towards him. Apparently not noticing the awkward moment Riggin and I were having. Not now Jason! Not now! Is all I can think but I didn’t say anything. I turned my head back catching a glimpse of Riggin as he took Sheri in his arms dancing away! Crap now I’m in Jason’s arms and I can’t hide from him. I want to scream at him then go rip Sheri out of Riggin’s arms,but I have no right to interfere, after all I’m the one who should be staying away from him. “Penny for your thoughts” Jason’s voice brought me back to him, his brown eye’s bringing back too many memories that I can’t handle right now. Jason was Mason’s best friend. I used to joke that I didn’t marry Mason I m
“REAGAN HOPE SUTHERLAND!” a female voice shouted above the noise. A brunette girl was standing at the table staring Reagan down. Her hands were on her hips and she looked angry. “I am gonna kill you!” she said it not as loud but in a stern voice that sent a chill through me. Reagan choked on the water she was drinking. She seemed to be in shock not moving or saying anything just meeting the girls stare. People started to stop and watch as the brunette stood there waiting for a response. The brunette was taller than Reagan by about two or three inches but they probably weighed about the same. Reagan seemed to be frozen until another voice I don’t recognize joined in, a male voice. “You’re gonna have to wait in line.” he appeared behind the brunette. I didn’t recognize him. He looked about six foot even with dark brown hair. He was smiling at Reagan in a way that made me uncomfortable. Instinctively I pulled her closer to me. If I thought she was tense before it was nothing compared t
“As you wish, no special treatment tonight.” Issac laughed enunciating “special”. I didn’t like the way he was looking at her but Reagan ignored him. She gripped my hand hard under the table where no one else could see. I could feel her shaking slightly. Yet the rest of her seemed very composed. Everyone ordered, Isaac gave Reagan a wink before he left and she just rolled her eyes at him but I felt her shudder. No one said a word. All eyes were on Reagan as she pretended to check her phone. I noticed that Steven was calling her, she sent him straight to voicemail. Finally Tanner spoke up. “So what’s you’re usual seat?” Reagan looked uncomfortable. My hand started to go numb from her grip. “I’m really sorry about that, I just... sometimes bring business clients here. I usually take them to a quieter area is all.” I could tell she’s not being completely honest, there is more to it than what she’s saying but now is not the time to ask her. “So who do you work for?” Krista asked. Reaga
Riggin Did she just say she wanted this to be something more? I’m not sure I heard her right, I think my heart just stopped beating. I can tell she’s nervous she keeps biting her lower lip. I let go of her hand and get out of the truck running over to her side. She’s twiddling her thumbs in her lap even though I can’t see them I can tell. I open the door and she jumps. “I think I need some clarification here, you want to know if I want more than a business relationship?” I turn her body so her eyes are level with mine leaning in close to her. The smell of her perfume is intoxicating but I need to think straight right now. “As in you like me and I like you in the traditional sense of the words” It comes out as a whisper and I’m not sure why. “Yes that’s exactly what I was meaning but never mind it was a stupid idea anyways.” she says putting her hands on my chest and trying to push me away. “I just thought that if I was seeing an ex like you are it would be easi