ALMOST A MISS

Chapter 14.

The mood that was there earlier had faded into thin air after the whole incident with Tom. Will and I preceded to his room leaving Chris to finish up with dinner. An old ice bag sat on Will's face to reduce the swelling and some panadol on the small desk waited for him to down them.

"Will he bring the cops here." Will asks switching the ice bag for the panadol and glass of water.

"I don't think so, he punched you in the face, hard for that matter and if Tom is like the guy I still remember then making this a huge deal is far from his mind." I took a seat close to him lightly placing a finger on the already reddened part to feel it.

"You do know he was doing that because he loves you."

I scrunched my face making the best you have got to be kidding me face that I could master, "So punching you on the face is a step closer to making me forgive him?"

"Baby listen, I am not justifying what he did far hell I wish I could punch him right back but then again if I was trying to talk to my daughter and this guy, who is dating my little girl, keeps on interrupting me, I don't care if she wanted that or not I would have done the same thing."

Maybe he has a point but still forgiving my dad is something I am not ready for.

"I am not saying that you should forgive him and throw everything under the rag, all I am saying is that you try to hear what he has to say." my hands were tightly on my chest trying to reduce the anger that was threatening to ooze out of me.

"I am not ready to see him yet."

"No one is ever ready for anything especially if it involves the issues of the heart, be it family or other relationships circumstances force us to be ready." he placed his hands in my shoulder giving me a light squeeze. He turned me around to face him forcing me to move my head back so that I can look into his eyes. "Now, promise me you will think about it."

"I hate promises, I really do so I am not going to make one instead I will say that I will definitely think about it."

"That's good enough, we need to move back to the house before I do something that will keep us here all night." he lightly kissed my forehead.

"What if I want us to stay here the whole nigh?"

I tried my best to do a seductive voice with my hand trying to undo his pants. He smiled coyly either meaning my seductive face is working or I am failing miserably. Grabbing both my hands he span me around, pulling me up making my *ss rest on his already hard member and whispered "Can you keep up with that." His voice was low and raspy making every bit of tingle as he pushed me closer to his crouch. I closed my eyes to keep the feeling of my head flying of without my body. "Now will you be a good girl and have dinner first?" I couldn't respond verbally so a yes shake of my head was all I could manage. "I didn't hear that." he playfully grabbed a chunk full of my *ss and squeezed causing my breath to hitch. I lightly agreed after a big swallow. "I need it clear Blake." he squeezed a bit more forcing a new sound escape from me. I found myself agreeing so fast.

"Good girl." he whispered so close to my ear then smacked my ass dragging his hand there. He held my hand and walked to the house as if nothing had happened. We walked in on Chris setting the table. I am talking about fine plates and glasses with a beautiful vase with freshly picked roses, the place looked amazing. It seemed like I was the only one blown off by everything since Will's face was ok.

I took a seat next to Will but Chris pointed to the empty seat opposite Will. "I will take the dad's seat." he said getting the last bowl and taking his seat. After the grace, which the last time I said one was with my mum, we dug into the meal that looked amazing. He is a good cook, not replacing Maureen in my books but he is good. We ate on silence, on my part I was enjoying the meal. Chapatis are my new favorite thing.

After our silent dinner Will and I were left to do the dishes, he washed I dried. Chris had left for bed leaving to do the cleaning, which was fair.

What was that?" I spoke feeling like the first word since dinner started.

"That was Chris being Chris. He is like Mr. Organized. Dinner should be eaten at the dinner table and kitchen cleaned. Heve you been to his room?"

"Doesn't drive anyone crazy?" I placed the black round plate on the rack to dry.

"Once you get used to it it becomes normal and his parents are kind of the same. Some big ass happy family. Did I mention sometimes we are all in here doing dishes and making jokes and all." I could tell that the Kellers treat Will like part of the family with the way he talked. Family, that seems like something far from my world. The person who was everything is dead and the other one is like Judas reincarnated. Will kept talking and all I could do was nod, my brain was half occupied with my own dilemmas, I however did not miss the smile he had on his face and happiness oozing from his voice.

After we did the dishes we preceded to the pool house. I went to the bathroom after changing into Will's boxer shorts and a tank top that Judy brought for me. I was rinsing out my teeth when I saw Will's eyes looking at me from the reflection.

"What's wrong, you have awfully quiet." he supported his weight on the door frame using his arm.

I spit out the last content in my mouth, wiped my hands and mouth and turned to face him, is it funny that even after being with him for a month I still can't get over the fact that his eyes still start a spark some where in my stomach. His lips make me want them all over mine. His smile makes me a bit light headed and his touch, be has no idea I get weakened when he puts those hands on my skin, they seem to leave a trail of sparks as they come up to my face. Like what he is doing now. Holding me with his gaze, I cant escape, I don't want to escape. Why should I even think of escaping?

"I will talk to Tom tomorrow." My mind was made, that was what I was thinking about. How Will looks so awesomely happy and he is an orphan and I am here hating on a man who did me wrong but wants to explain, I might as well get it now than later when it is too late. I saw a smile slowly drawing it's self on his face showing these nicely aligned white teeth.

"Now lets get to bed."

I followed him back loving the fact that he didn't ask questions and got what I meant. He had changed the sheets for white ones with black seems. For a guy who is stuck to basic colours he totally knows how to pick the non random pieces. He switched the lights leaving the little night lamp that I noticed for the first time.

"Someone is scared of the dark."

He walked over and we both got under the covers. "I used to be. It is one of the things that remind me of my mom."

Blake let it go. Don't ask, don't comment. He pulled me to him, "Are you ready for another interesting night?" he whispered.