Still Can't Get Over You

Chapter 16

Two hours later;
Dylan's POV;

I couldn't describe the gratitude that I felt towards my friends and Family. They had all come through for me tonight; even Jeff and that somehow left the whole night feeling that little more perfect to how it had started.

Moving back down the spiral staircase after being to the bathroom to find that the man in question was the only one left sitting where we had been all night.

"Where is everyone?" I asked throwing myself down on to the sofa.

"They all went to bed," He replied watching me closely.

"Slackers!" I giggled reaching for the second bottle of JD that we had started, thanking God for room service, I didn't bother pouring it in to a glass, I just placed it to my mouth and gulped it down.

"How you feeling now DJ?" He asked me slowly inching his way closer to me until I was sure that he was planning something but as he came to a stop at the end of the sofa he just watched me.

Why did I feel so disappointed that he wasn't planning what I had just thought?

"I'm good dude," I replied smiling as I held the bottle out to him, my eyes landing on the large diamond in the engagement ring that Carmine had given me.

Guilt washed through my veins as I looked in to Jeff's tiger like eyes and feeling myself sinking. There was no way that I could get away from this attraction that I felt to him, there was nothing that I could seem to do to hide from it, or bury it.

"I'm glad to hear that...you deserve it after all that..." He started to say watching me close as he downed a healthy helping of my favorite drink before handing it back to me.

"Let's not talk about that Jeff...it's been a good night and I don't want to spoil it now!" I pleaded with him placing the bottle back to my lips as my eyes stayed focused on him, praying that he would see that I did indeed need to bury the whole thing.

"Ok beautiful," He whispered.

Had he just called me beautiful?

Why did my heart flutter at the thought of him thinking that I was beautiful?

Was it the drink that was stopping me from screaming that he didn't get to do that?

That he couldn't just call me beautiful and have all that had happened between us swept under the carpet and out of thought.

"So what do you want to talk about?" He asked slowly lifting himself up on to the sofa but still staying a healthy distance away from me.

"I don't know...anything but tonight or the past," I admitted handing the bottle back to him before reaching for the pack of smokes that had been left on the table.

"Ok!" He nodded taking the cigarette that I held out to him and lighting up before continuing to talk. "Have you and Carmine set a date yet?"

"No not yet," I admitted turning so that I was facing him, maybe we could be friends, maybe this whole thing that had happened had been for the best. "What about you and Beth...? Any talk of marriage?" I asked trying to push past the fact that I wanted nothing more than for him to kiss me the way he had all those years ago.

"No...I haven't, I'm not overly sure that I want to get married!" He replied watching me closely and it seemed to me that he was focusing on my lips causing me to feel more than a little flustered. "How come you haven't set a date yet?"

"I guess I just want to see how things go...I never thought that I would ever be in the position where I would have anyone want..."

"What...? Marry you?" He asked watching me.