Straight Through My Heart (Complete)

Chapter 24 ~ Tarot Cards

She paused in front of the store, sipping her soda, admiring the wedding dress. She had been quiet throughout the morning and her future mother in law could certainly tell something was up. Resa jumped at the gentle touch on her shoulder and turned to look at Denise, her eyes wide, forgetting for a moment what was going on.

"What's wrong Theresa?"

"What? Oh, nothing. I'm sorry Denise; I just have a lot on my mind."

"I can see that. What are you thinking about?" Resa tugged on her lip, looking back at the dress and shrugged.

"I thought about jumping a plane with Alex and heading to Las Vegas and getting married. I'm not sure I can wait another few more months before we get married."

"But you all leave for tour in two days!"

"A flight, the ceremony, the flight back can all happen in less than a day."

"Interesting."

"What's interesting?"

"You. When Alex suggested it, you were the one who was very against the idea. And now, here you are, thinking about the idea yourself. Tell me hon, what changed in the last few months that would make you do something you didn't want to do?"

"People can change Denise. Ideas and feelings can change."

"That they do. But when Alex asked you to marry him, your faced was aglow with love and happiness. You told my baby that you would give him his dream wedding. Hoping a plane to Vegas is not what either of you really want." Resa sighed, recalling her words and her feelings. Oh, she still wanted to marry him that would never change; at least, she really hoped that never changed. But, then again, it was Alex who did the proposing, not her. And at the time, she didn't really think anything of it.

And perhaps that's what was eating at her now. She didn't mean to walk in on them acting all cozy and domesticated. But one could tell they were close and that's something she would never have with him. And what they were doing was something that Alex always told her he would never do.

Resa had the distinct pleasure of walking in with Kris's feet up on his lap and he was painting her toe nails! He would rather drink fresh milk from the cow than paint Resa's toe nails, and that was his own words! And after seeing that crap, how was she supposed to feel? Wasn't love and trust supposed to be holding a marriage together? What about passion and sizzle?

As of now, Resa had that with Alex, but for how long? Kris was gorgeous and it was obvious that the two were comfortable with each other. Hell, Alex even went as far as brushing her hair. Once more, something that Resa never got.

"It's not Denise. But I just feel like I'm losing your son and I don't want to."

"Theresa, Alex loves you! And you know that. You're the good girl my son needs. But rushing into a marriage, if you two aren't 100 percent ready, is certainly not a good thing and certainly not an answer. You will be turning right around and getting a divorce."

"You're right, and I know that."

"Good, so don't worry anymore. Now, what's this about a surprise?" Resa linked her arms through Denise's and lead her down to the restaurant where Kris was sitting and waiting alone. But once she glanced up, she screamed, running over to Denise and throwing her arms around her neck.

"Mom, it's been ages since I've seen you." At that name, Resa cringed; the name hurting her dearly, for Denise still hadn't given her the go ahead on calling her mom.

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Resa frowned as she walked into the room, tossing her purse on the end table, not caring that she left her little lunch date. It wasn't like the two women even noticed that she left anyway. She clenched her teeth, thinking that over, not even knowing how she could stay there for an hour and listen to them talk, totally and completely ignoring her.