Teaghan
Houston’s call this morning alarmed me, but here I was dressed in yoga pants, a black tank, and tennis shoes.
He said it was a surprise, I couldn’t imagine what the hell he had planned but as he pulled up with Malone in tow it still confused me.
I remember him mentioning that he would be taking him to see his mother soon.
Since our date the other night I hadn’t spoken to him much.
I needed to decide and couldn’t do that with things evolving without me addressing the elephant in the room.
I liked Houston. His smile could be seen from Mars, his skin made you want to reach out and touch him, but with all that I liked, I had my concerns.
I had to be real about my concerns or I would do what I always did.
Reason with myself on how I could change it or fix it knowing damn well I couldn’t fix or change anyone but myself.
“Hey, gorgeous,” he said, meeting me at the steps. As always, he looked delectable. He was giving Shemar Moore a run for his money right now with his jersey and cargo shorts. I smiled and tried to ease my mind a little.
“Hey, what’s the surprise?”
“Why would I tell you?”
“Houston, I hate surprises.”
“That’s too bad. I think you will like this one,” he replied. I scoffed and stomped my foot as he opened the car door allowing me to slide in. He ran around the car as I turned to speak to a smiling and bubbly Malone.
“Hey, Malone. Can you tell me what we have planned today?” I asked as he smiled slyly and shook his head no.
He was of no help. I buckled my seatbelt and just decided to go with it.
What was the worst thing we could be doing?
Not to mention he would bring Malone with us if it was something dangerous.
“Teaghan, relax, it’s a few things I want to do and need to do. I just want you with me while I do them.”
Sitting back I got comfortable against his leather seats as we started the drive to this surprise I wasn’t enthused about.
I wasn’t used to anyone doing anything for me.
My whole life had been about being present for everyone.
During the dark times, during the good times and the in-between times.
Not very many people could say they knew about my dark days or the things that made me uncomfortable.
My fixing was exclusive to others but was nonexistent for me.
Houston deciding that he wanted to do something for me made me nervous.
I didn’t know how to explain how tight my chest was right now without alarming him and ruining whatever he had going on.
I hadn’t learned how to relax in the presence of a man.
My thoughts of them having ulterior motives stayed on high alert.
I was trying. Hitting the radio, I decided to play music to ease my mind.
That always helped when I didn’t have wine around.
Singing my heart out as we drove the short distance we pulled up to a cemetery and my heart fell to the floorboard. This wasn’t the surprise I was thinking of and now I didn’t know if this was some joke.
“Houston, are you for real right now?” I whispered.