His Business Her Heart

Chapter Eight

I stand in front of a full-length mirror staring at myself but I just can’t believe it’s me, my hair is completely straight, going down to the centre of my back. Thanks to the makeup my blue eyes really stand out and my lips are ruby red and look very kissable ‘I hope Ryan kisses me again’ I think and start to see a blush creep over mu cheeks. Even though I know this is all fake I can not help but feel attracted to Ryan, I keep telling myself that he has no feeling for me and once the job is done I will never see or hear from him again but every time I see him I want to jump his bones which is surprising for me because I have never felt this way about anyone before. “Are you ready to go?” Ryan asks as he pops his head through the door, I turn to face him and gasp at the sight of him, Ryan is stood there wearing nary blue suit pants and a white shirt with the top two buttons undone and I can just make out the top of his chest hair. The sight of Ryan makes my mouth run dry, I try swallowing but it did not help. “Wow Lynda, you look beautiful” Ryan says while walking towards me, “thank you to look beautiful too, I I mean handsome” I says feeling completely embarrassed which Ryan just chuckles at. I hang my head down not wanting to look Ryan in the eyes but I feel him put his hand under my chin and pushes my head up until I am looking him in the eyes. Ryan smiles sweetly “there is no reason to be shy Lynda but you are the first person to call me beautiful” he says while winking at me making me blush more, nervously I push a stray hair behind my ear. “Ready to go?” I ask him while walking towards the door but I stop before walking out because Ryan has not responded to me. I turn to face him to see what is wrong and too my surprise Ryan looks nervous. I have only known him for about a week or two now but not once have I ever seen Ryan nervous, “are you ok?” I ask him as I start walking back to him. “Ryan” I call but he does not respond to me, he just keeps looking at something in his hand. I take a look at what is in his hand and I see a dark blue velvet box open holding the most gorgeous diamond ring I have ever seen, I pull my eyes away from the ring and looked up at his face and saw so much hurt and pain in his eyes. At first I did not know what to do or how to help but then I decided to do what helps me when I am hurt or in pain, I grabbed Ryan and pulled him into a hug him as tight as I could. At first Ryan went rigid and seemed unsure of what to do but then he hugged me back as tight as he could, after a few minutes he buried his head into my neck and took a deep breath in. Neither one of us was speaking, I was only stroking his hair as he held on to me for dear life “it’s ok Ryan” I say trying to sooth him, hoping it works.

Even though I don’t want him to he pulls out of my embrace but keeps looking down which gives me time to hide the hurt on my face, I don’t want him to see me hurt while he needs me. “Are you ok? Do you want to talk about it?” I ask hoping I don’t overstep any boundaries but I am also trying to understand him. I slowly put my hand on his cheek and pull his face up to look at me, once I made eye contact with him I could have sworn that there tears in his eyes but he looked away before I could confirm what I saw. “Lynda, what I am about to tell you is something that I usually don’t tell anyone but if you are going to pretend to be my wife and wear this ring you need to know who this used to belong to and what happened to my parents” he says without looking at me, “Ryan I can see that is a sensitive subject to you and I don’t want you to feel like you have to tell me” I say trying to reassure him which makes him smile. “I understand that love but you need to know this otherwise my grandparents will know that this is all a lie” he informs me as I try to keep the smile off of my face at the fact he called me love, “you see Lynda this ring is a family heirloom and my mother used to wear this” he informs me. While waiting for Ryan to continue I could not help but wonder what he meant about his mother used to wear this ring, come to think of it he does not talk about his parents or where they are at all, “what do you that your mother used to wear this ring? Did she give it to you for when you found a woman you wanted to marry?” I ask nervously which Ryan only smiles too. “In a way my mother gave me this ring” he says with a sad smile on his face, I keep quiet so Ryan can continue when he wants to. “My mother and father loved each other almost as much as they loved me, they would do everything together and if my father had to go out of town for business my mother would go with him. One day my father had a had to go to America, my mother hate flying as my father was telling her to stay with me because he was only going to be there for two days but my mother was not having any of it. My grandfather took me with my parents to the airport with my parents, I still remember the last thing I said to my mother and father. That was the last time I saw my parents alive, the plane crashed and there were no survives” Ryan said while starting to cry, I wrapped my arm around him to comfort him and trying to hold back my own tears. Now I understand why he is so closed off and wanting to keep people at a distant. Once I knew he had calmed down I pulled away enough to look Ryan in the eyes “thank you for telling me, I know you said you had to but it must have been hard to say” I say with a smile on my face which in turn made Ryan smile back. “Let’s go meet my grandparents for dinner he said while leading me towards my bedroom and down the stairs. As we got to the front door Ryan stopped and turned to me which shocked me “I’m just letting you know that when I ask you to marry me tonight and when you say yes I will be kissing you, so don’t acted too surprised remember we kiss all the time” he says winking at me then pulled me out of the house.

Nerves did not hit me until we pulled up to the restaurant, what if they don’t buy it? Will it hurt their feeling when they found out the truth? I stopped at the entrance of the restaurant not wanting to go in. Ryan felt my hand pull on him when I stopped and turned to face me to see what was going on, “I can’t do this” I whisper hoping not to make him angry but I need to explain to him what I am feeling “what do you mean you can’t do this?” Ryan asks me looking concerned but I’m not sure if it’s real or not. “I don’t want to hurt your families feeling or get court on this lie” I tell him hoping he will understand, at first Ryan just looks at me but then he walks closer to me “don’t worry you won’t be hurting anyone’s feeling because no one will find out, 2 in 3 marriages end in divorce anyway so people won’t be surprised that it happened to us ok” he says while cupping my face with both his hands around my face and looked me in the eyes. I could not help but stare at them for how beautiful they are, I could not help but think how I could look at them all day when I felt something warm on my lips. It took me a couple of seconds to realize that he was kissing me, at first I thought it he was just pecking me on the lips quickly but I soon realized that the kiss happening between us was starting to heating up. I can feel his hands move from my face to the bottom of my back awfully close to my bum while he was doing this I could not help but push my hands into his soft hair. When I gave his hair a little pull he made to sexiest moan I have ever heard escaped from his mouth before things could start heating up anymore I felt Ryan starting to pull away. I tried to hold on to his lips but he was stronger and was able to pull away from my lips but rested his head on my forehead “what are you doing to me?” he asks so quietly that I am not even sure that I was mean to hear it but before I could say anything Ryan grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the restaurant and I did nothing to stop it. All I could think about was the kiss we had just shared, it was the type of kiss you read about or see in romantic or when two-star cross lovers finally get a happy ending, does this mean that I have strong feeling for Ryan? More important does Ryan have any feeling for me. I know that they say don’t read too much in peoples actions but that kiss must have meant something, I was not paying attention to my surrounding because I was too engrossed in my own thoughts to be paying attention that I was shocked when I felt someone pull me into a hug. I quickly checked to see who was hugging me, only to find out that it was Ryan’s grandmother “I’m so happy you and Ryan wanted to have dinner” she says while smiling at me “thank you for coming, I hoping to get to know you and your husband a bit more” I reply with a smile on hoping to seem sweet and caring. Edythe smile got wider “anytime you want to talk just give me a phone call” she says while smiling at me, Edythe then pulled me into another hu, at first I was unsure whether to hug back or not. Before Edythe could get the feeling that something is not right I hugged her back, it felt nice hugging Edythe it was something I never felt before I pulled out of the hug Edythe lend in towards my ear “I hope Ryan asks you to marry him, you seem like such a sweet girl, just give him a chance” she whispered in my ear. When she pulled away Edyth put a figure to her lips telling me not to say anything about what was said.

Dinner was going smoothly, Ryan and his grandfather were talking about the family business while Edythe and I were talking about my café and when I thought it would be open and what I want it to be like, even though what Ryan and I where doing was a lie I could not help but start to feel that one day I could call Ryan’s grandparents family, I really hope that will stay true. Ryan looked nervous as we were deciding what we would each have for dessert “what would you like for desert dear” Ryan’s grandfather asks me but before I can answer I am interrupted “have the chocolate brownie Lynda, you will love it” Ryan says while giving me a little wink. I can’t help but blush when Ryan acts like this, “I will have the brownie” I tell the waiter who nods and takes everyone else’s order and walks off. We all engage in small talk while waiting to be served, I could not help but feel nervous about what should be happening next, how will Ryan propose, will he try to be romantic, if he is trying to be romantic would he just be doing it for his Grandparents or if he actually has those feeling for me. ‘you should figure your own feeling out before you try to figure someone else’s feeling’ I think to myself and I can not argue with that. I am brought out of my thoughts when a piping hot brownie is placed right in front of me, I pick up my fork to dig in but some writing on the plate stops me, “oh my god” I hear from Edythe. Written in chocolate on the plate are the words “Will you marry me Lynda?” as I look up from my plate I see that Ryan is no longer in the chair opposite me but he is in fact bended down on one knee at the side of me, I turn to face him unsure of what to do or say, to save myself from getting embarrassed I keep quiet. Ryan takes my hand softy he pulls my hand to rest on his chest “Lynda as you know when we meet I was closed off from love, I did not want the heartache that came with love. After going though what happened with my parents it always seemed better to not have any feeling for anyone” Ryan says I see in the corner of my eyes that Edythe has tears in her eyes and John looked so happy at was happening in front of him and I knew for a fact that there were tears in my eyes. “When I met you I felt something that I couldn’t explain so I did the only thing I knew, I pushed you away but every time I did you came back and I love you for that, you showed me that it is better to have loved and lost then to never love at all, I just hope that I never have to lose you. Please make me the happiest person alive and agree to marry me” Ryan finishes his speak and opened the box that contained his mothers ring, “is that your mothers ring?” asked John “yes mother always told me to give this ring to the person that makes me feel like my father made her feel every day and that person is Lynda” Ryan informs everyone. I could not stop the tears falling from my eyes because of the overwhelming feeling that was growing inside of me, “Yes Ryan I will marry you, how could I not.” I say as Ryan slips the ring on to my third figure on my left hand, once the ring was on Ryan pulled me into his arms with a big smile on his face “I love you Ryan” I hear myself saying shocking myself and Ryan, before Ryan can respond I kiss him. ‘what the hell was that? Why did I say I love him?’ I think while I was kissing Ryan, is that how I feel? I don’t have time to go over these emotions going though me, as I pulled away from the kiss I see that Ryan is still in shock at what I said because his grandfather pulled him into a hug while his grandmother pulled me into a hug “oh my gosh darling, did you know he was going to propose to you?” she asks me while wiping the tears from her eyes, “no I did not” I tell her while trying to keep my eyes from Ryan. Ryan’s grandparents ended you ordering champagne to celebrate our engagement, Edythe has already started to plan an engagement party for in a week time, Ryan was trying to get out of if but Edythe was not having none of it. John and Edythe walked us to Ryan’s car “Really grandmother you don’t have to throw us a party” Ryan says for the tenth in a try to stop it from happening but Edythe just rolled her eyes at him “Ryan I have been waiting for a long time for you to get engaged to throw you a party and there is nothing you can do to stop me” she tells him making Ryan groan, “just give the old girl what she wants” John says while chuckling “welcome to the family” he says while kissing me on the cheek, after we finished saying goodbye and getting in our cars, I was hoping for a quiet ride home but something told me that was not going to happen “so you love me” Ryan says while starting the car and driving out, I was trying to think of what to say and explain why the words came out of my mouth but I had no answer “you can’t sit there and say nothing was it something you planned to say because you feel that way or was in just in the moment and felt like the right thing to say to sell our love story?” Ryan asked me and I could not come up with an answer for the life of me, did I feel that way about him or not? Is there any attraction there or not? How do I really feel about Ryan? All these questions were going though my head and I did not have an answer for one of them. “I don’t like the fact that you are not answering me but I will wait until we get home then I want an answer from you” Ryan informs me, after hearing that I let one a sigh of relief at the fact I had time to think before I had to answer him I just hope that I come up with answer before we get home, not only for Ryan but for myself.