His Business Her Heart

Chapter Seven

(Ryan’s point of view)

“Well that’s good because I just brought this for you” I say trying to put the best smile I could on my face hoping to hide my nerves, I don’t know how Lynda will take this, I just hope that she understands that once I heard that this was her dream and that she was going to use the money I would give her to start her own business I just felt something inside me, telling me to help her. Lynda just stood there with a shocked look on her face, I lead her to one of the few chairs that are in here ‘going to have to update some of the equipment and definitely get some new tables and chairs’ I think to myself as I sit Lynda down in the chair. I get on my knees in front of her so that I can look her in the face and start to try to get her back to me, at first I shake her lightly not sure of what to do, “Lynda are you ok?” I ask while putting my hand on her face, I can’t help but marvel at how soft her skin feels under my figures but before my thoughts go any further I see Lynda blink rapidly as my skin connected to hers, I could not help but feel happy that my touch alone affects her, and I cannot help but think of the things I could do to her and show her. Luckily before my thoughts could go darker I heard her beautiful voice “what do you mean you brought it for me?” Lynda asks in a voice no higher than a whisper which made me smile “yes, you said this was your dream and I want to help you with that” I say smiling, Lynda just looked at me confused ‘why does she look confused about me doing something nice for her’ I think trying to figure out the answer but coming up blank. While I was busy thinking of an answer I didn’t notice that Lynda had started to cry, I just kept thinking why would it bother her that I have done something nice but I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard Lynda’s little sobbing. I quickly looked up and sure enough Lynda was crying, at first I did not know what to do, I have never had to deal with a woman crying, I nervously rub my hands on my legs trying to think of what to do ‘come on Ryan, don’t be stupid what to men to in the movies when women cry or what did father use to do when mother cried’ once I thought about my mother and father saddens almost overwhelmed me, I knew this feeling to well I always feel this when I think about my father and mother, I shake my head trying to get rid of the memories that where flooding in ‘don’t let it get you Ryan, you need to be there for Lynda’ I think trying to stop the emotions overwhelming me. Lynda is still crying so I did the only thing that came to my mind and pulled Lynda into my arms, at first I felt her stiffen at my touch but after a few seconds the relaxed I stroked her back waiting for her to calm down, after a while she had stopped crying and her sobs had calmed down, but I did not say anything, afraid that I would start her off again. I usually don’t like people hugging me but with Lynda it was nice, I loved how she gripped onto the back of my shirt like there was nothing else to hold onto, I knew I should not love this, but I did I loved Lynda being close to me, but I did not know why, I knew it was wrong but I could not help but pull her closer to me it was like I had this need to have her as close to me as I could. Once Lynda was completely calm I pushed her hair out of her face to make sure she was not crying, once I was happy I started to push her out of the hug, saddens washed over her face which started to make me feel guilty so I quickly explained “Lynda don’t be upset I am just making sure you’re ok and I need to ask you something” I say in the softest voice I could manage, Lynda seemed unsure but after a couple of minutes she nodded her head letting me know that I could ask my question “why did you get upset when I said I brought this place for you? Is it because you don’t like it?” I ask trying not to sound sad, I don’t want her to keep this place if she does not like it, I see a shock expression appear on her face before she answered “no I love this place, I can’t thank you enough for getting this for me, I cannot wait to start up my business in here” she says which made me so happy that I got the feeling to pick her up and spin her around but controlled myself “the reason I got so upset is because I have never hand anyone do anything nice for me ever, I just got overwhelmed” Lynda explained but I did not get why no one would do anything nice for her, surely her father and mother would. Lynda took a deep breath in “I can see that you don’t understand so I will explain” she tells me and taking a couple of deep breaths.

(Back to Lynda’s point of view)

I took a couple of deep breaths before I start to explain why I started crying when Ryan reviled that he had brought my dream for me, “you see Ryan I only grow up with my mum, I never knew my dad. I don’t know what happened, I don’t even know his name, how old he is or even if he is alive” I tell him. Ryan looks to say something but I hold my hand up to stop him from talking “I have never given much thought about my dad so it does not matter, anyway at first my mum was a brilliant mum, always there for me and we didn’t have a lot of money but we were happy until Jack came into our lives. At first Jack was nice he would help my mum with the bills and look after me when my mum was in work but Jack was a party man and a junkie, he got my mum hooked on drugs and drinking to the point she lost her job, Jack made money from selling drugs but that money was only for him and my mother, if they caught me eating food Jack brought they would beat me and lock me in the basement” I say while wiping a tear from my cheek. “Once I was 15 years old I started I job at a local café, that’s where I got my passion for cooking and baking, anyway Jack and my mum would steal money off of me so I had to hide whatever money I could for the day I would leave my mothers house, my life consisted of going to school where I was bullied and beaten, home where I was staved, beating and locked up and work my only happy place, Mrs Lee who owned the café was like the mother I always wanted but never had. Two days before I was kicked out of my mums house some of the kids that used to bully me while we were in school came into the café, I hoped they would not recognise me but they did and waited until I was leaving work and jumped me and left me on the street in the cold and dark. Some point thought the night I must have gone unconscious because I woke to Jack dragging me and my mother screaming at me calling me such horrible names, I was left without food and water the whole day until that night when my mother throw me out saying I stole from her, which it funny because it was her and Jack stealing from me, it was Jack that stole from my mum and told my mum it was me and that was the last time that I saw and I never want to see them again, my mother never gave me anything for my birthday or Christmas it was always ‘you don’t deserve anything’ that’s why I got so upset when you said you brought this place for me it’s the first nice thing anyone has ever done for me in a long time” I say finishing my story and felt relived at the silence that followed. I stayed looking at the ground unsure of whether to look Ryan in the eyes, I never wanted pity from anyone, I felt warmth spread though my hand and looked up to see Ryan smiling at me “thank you for sharing with me” he says and all I could do was smile back.

Ryan and I spend a few hours going over the plan I had for my café and ordering new equipment and table and chairs, we made appointments with cleaners and painter to come in and do this place up they said it should be ready in about a month which would give me time to hire some people to help me run it and to plan a grand opening for everyone to come and see and hopefully spread the word of my café. Ryan was right when he said his grandfather would insist that Ryan marry me by the time the week was out, Ryan had a plan already made, he was going to invite his grandparents to a dinner to celebrate my café opening in a month and at the dinner he would proses to me, the only thing I was scared of was how would we pull off getting married in a month without people thinking I was pregnant. Both Ryan and myself spent trying to come up with ideas but we cannot think of anything, today I am having a lazy day watching Netflix trying to decide what to watch when I spotted a film that looked good ‘what happens in Vegas is meant to be a comedy’ I think knowing I could use a good laugh and put it on, I could not stop laughing so hard at what had happened to the main characters in the movie when an idea hit me, I quickly got up and ran to Ryan’s study and burst through the door without knocking “what the hell Lynda? You know to knock before coming in” Ryan shouts while looking up from the laptop but I didn’t care I knew I had got a brilliant idea from that film “Ryan do you know we were trying to think of an idea of how to get married so fast that people wouldn’t think we were pregnant or that something was up, well I think I got the idea” I say with a big smile on my face. “what is it then?” Ryan asks sitting back him his chair “we go to Las Vegas and say to people we got drunk and got married, we explain it was not how we wanted to get married but maybe it was fate bringing us together at that time” I say with a smile on my face at first Ryan does not say anything and I start to think that he does not like the idea but the he starts up and almost runs to me, picks me up and spins me around “Lynda you are such a smart girl, how did you come up with that?” he asks while smiling “well I didn’t really come up with it, I saw it in a film and heard on f*******: and that, that people do it all the time” I say happy with myself that I could help. Ryan just keeps smiling at me which starts making me blush “well we better get a flight booked in the next couple of weeks” Ryan says with a smile on his face.

Author here thank you to everyone that is reading this story, makes me so happy seeing the comments about my story. Sorry for the late update today but I hope you enjoy this chapter and chapter eight will be up next Friday thank you and have a brilliant week.