All Chapters of THE GREAT ARRANGEMENT: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I don't understand. Not only did I never get women, but also, this was insane. There are a lot of questions that are going through my head right now. One of them is: Has she been playing a joke on me the whole time, and when she finally caught me, she ran away? Is she involved in a predicament of some kind? Is there something that Kiran has done? The last thing she mentioned was that he had found out; I have no idea if he's a psychopath or not!After making a few phone calls and sending her a few texts but not receiving a response from her, I am at a loss on what further I can do. As I lay in bed, my eyes are drawn to a little watermark on the ceiling of my bedroom. I have never paid attention to it in the past, but now it is driving me completely nuts. When the ten minutes are up, I have no choice but to get up and continue looking into the stain; I turn on my lamp and stand on the bed. There is a possibility that I have a leak, which is yet another issue that I will have to deal wi

Even after a long soak in the tub and three gins, my thoughts are still racing, and Rory is the subject of almost everyone. Half an hour ago, he texted me, but I could not force myself to read it; nevertheless, I am now prepared to do so."Hey, that was uncomfortable; I hope I haven't messed it up!"In response, I pull out my lower lip, but it turns out that my reaction is only a shock reflex. Now that the first shock has worn off, I regret telling him to go."No, I'm sorry, it surprised me," she replied. I was at a loss for words regarding my response."I should have kept you updated. I believed you would attempt to stop me," she said. "I assumed you would try to stop me.""All I have ever wanted was for you to be close to me, but I didn't want you to give up everything for me. I can't offer you everything you want because I have a lot going on, and I need to focus on Lucas.""As long as you're in my life, I'll take what I can get" is something that people often say."OMG, where have

The next half an hour is spent looking out over the inky black waters that surround Southeast Asia. As I flip through the channels on the television, looking for something else to watch, I observe, "Well, those ugly things have put me off deep-sea diving.""If I use the restroom in your house, will I wake up, Lucas?"" Rory inquires.I chuckle and say, "No, that kid could sleep through an atomic blast."As he walks out of the room, all he is wearing is his jeans, and I watch him leave. It's kind of him to want to hang out with me and do nothing more than speak and watch TV, but the truth is that I'm so intrigued by him that all I can think about is stripping him down. When he returns, I try to engage him in conversation, but it feels strange. We discussed the recently moved into the apartment. He gives a pleasant-sounding account of the things he has recently acquired. He is employed at an engineering firm located a short distance away, and he stated he is having a good time there. Wh

He made reservations for us at an incredible tapas restaurant, and I ate some of the very best foods I have ever had in my life there. I don't understand how he has only been living in this city for a few weeks, but he already knows where the best place to eat is. The first bar we go to is one that I am also unfamiliar with, but it turns out to be a superb pick with an amazing variety of drinks and an atmosphere to match.As we finish our fifth or possibly sixth round of drinks, I chuckle and say, "You're more Manc than me."He chuckles and says, "Trip Advisor." The cocktails seem to have had a calming effect on him, and we have scarcely talked about the argument we had the night before because I don't want to bring it up now that we are getting along so well. He seems to be in a better mood. After a few drinks, though, what I intend to say and what comes out of my mouth are two different things.As I lean into him, the warmth of his body provides a reassuring feeling against my bare

Two days have passed, and Rory has not communicated with me in any way; although I have found some composure, I will not initiate contact with him.As we prepare for lunch, Kerry yells, "Come on, Darcy!" at me. "Cheer up. I'm sure he will come back. He's like a boomerang, that guy. Just when you think he's gone, he resurfaces," the speaker said to the person. "He's like a boomerang, that guy.""Oh, is this the new fella in your life?" Liam asks. When we need assistance with the evaluations, or in this week's case, when we need his assistance with particular regulations and procedures, we call on Liam, the local vet that we work with."Not my new fella, but a fella," I say in response. "Are you joining us? ”Liam laughs as he stands up and puts his coat on before responding to the question, "I thought you would never ask."We all get ready to leave, and because we have some spare time, we decide to eat at the neighborhood pub and have a real lunch for a change."Come on, guys, what ca