His Bride

Chapter Thirteen

Blake's pov

It's been a week since the whole incident happened. Tavo's palm is already healing, slowly? Yes, but it's still healing.

I had to practically force this big man to let me clean it everyday. He's such a baby, For a huge macho man.

But he was also cute so I excuse that.

I still haven't gotten the truth from him on why he did that, he keeps dismissing the question, telling me it's work.

But I've seen him get mad about work and not once has been hurt himself because of it, well physically. He literally broke the glass and penetrated his skin with it and he didn't notice or feel it until I pointed it out. So what made him so deep in thoughts that could have caused it.

And it's been a week since Danny and I date and we just so happen to be on a second one. Like right now.

As I sat across from him at the restaurant, laughing and chatting like we were old friends, I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that had been growing inside me. I had agreed to go on this second date with him, hoping to get to know him better, but my heart wasn't in it.

I thought I owed it to him to accept the second date, he was so happy about it and I couldn't bring myself to say no. He looked so cute like a puppy when he stared at me waiting for the answer. I caved in and said yes.

And now here I am sitting across from him for the second time on a date with him.

But my heart ached as I watched the huge smile on his face, seeing as the truth was I'm undeniably in love with Tavo.

Like I am here sitting in front of an amazing man and my mind is still thinking about the other one who doesn't care about me like that.

He liked me yes, but as a friend and nothing more. So why was I still bent on him. Why can't I look at Danny the way I looked at him. Why can't my heart beat the way it beats for Danny, why can't I think about Danny the way Tavo invades my head, even in my dream Tavo is very much alive.

He has been on my mind for weeks now and I wanted it to stop, I wanted to try and get over this unrequited feeling I had for him, but I couldn't help the way I felt. I really can't, I've never felt this way before so I don't know how to get over it, I thought that maybe, just maybe, going on dates with someone else would help me move on.

But as I looked into his eyes, I knew I was lying to myself. I wasn't ready to move on. I still loved Tavo, and I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. I can spot many differences between them and I didn't like that, why was I comparing the two men, they're both equally amazing men, but they both mean different things to me and I can't help how I feel.

I felt a pang of guilt as he reached across the table and took my hand, I stared at his light skin hand that held my dark hands in his, he held it with such care like I was fragile or something. He was a great guy, and he deserved someone who was fully invested in him. But that someone wasn't me. I couldn't be, how would he feel if he knew I was sitting across from him thinking about his best friend.

Nicely, with a smile I retreated my hand back from his and continued eating.

As we finished our meal and he asked me to take a walk with him, I hesitated. I didn't want to lead him on, but I also didn't want to hurt his feelings.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked, pulling my hand back, he had held the my hand the minute we left the restaurant.

"Of course," he replied, looking concerned. "What's up?" His eyes staring deep into mine.