The Sweet Encounter (Completed)

Chapter Thirteen - The Call

The rest of the weekend was calmer than the first night. After a restful and playful weekend at the Outer Banks, they all returned home. Once Trey dropped Mrs. Bryson and Rebecca off, he drove her to her condo. Brie felt the getaway was exactly what she needed, away from her ever growing complicated life. But in hindsight, she was lucky to have found Trey. She wasn't going to let Allison interfere either. To be honest, this was Brie's first encounter with another woman vying for the same man. Jerry and Brie had only dated each other, and there was never any drama that ensued.

"Tell me what is occupying your mind so deeply? You've become silent in the past few minutes during this ride."

She glanced at his deep dimples and found his smile irresistible. She responded showcasing her pearly whites, then took a deep breath and provided her honest thoughts.

"I've never had to deal with ex-girlfriends or jealous ones, so that was a different experience."

Trey was surprised. "What about Jerry?"

Brie shook her head, "No, we were each other's first, and he didn't date seriously after our engagement ended. Neither one of us did actually."

Trey seemed bum at the thought of how much Jerry did care for Brie. But Trey probably would have done the same too considering how important Brie meant to him. It was hard to forget someone like Brie, and even harder to find someone new. He hoped he would never cross that path.

"Is it inconsiderate of me to ask what you both talked about at your shop on Saturday?"

He hoped she wouldn't get offended, but he was curious.

She couldn't look him in the face. Instead her head turned towards the window looking at the landscape swiftly passing her by. She really didn't care if Trey knew.

"He said he was going to wait for me."

"Wait? For what?"

Trey knew what he meant, and he realized Jerry was going to be a fighter.

"It doesn't matter, Trey. I know I can't go back with Jerry knowing my heart belongs to you."

He felt a sense of relief hearing those words, yet he knew if he was in Jerry's shoes, he'd stalked Brie like a maniac. Hell, he'd stalked her prior to her admission of love for him.

Before Trey could speak, her phone rang.

"Hey, Brent. How are you?"

Trey couldn't hear what was being said, but he noticed Brie's face turning pale. Her hands immediately clasped her face to cover the uncontrollable cry that was escaping. He pulled over to the shoulder and parked the truck.

He took off his seat belt and reached over to her. She placed her head on his shoulder and started crying. Trey grabbed her phone to talk with Brent, "Hey, Brent. This is Trey. What's going on?"

"Hey, Trey. It's Mr. Lockhart. He passed away from an accident last night."

"Who's Mr. Lockhart?"

"Uh. Jerry's dad. He basically was our dad when our parents passed. I'm sorry I had to tell her over the phone, but I wanted her to know sooner than later. Plus, Jerry isn't in the right mind at this moment to talk to anyone."

"Don't be sorry, Brent. Thanks for the call. I'll take care of her."

"Thanks, Trey."

Trey placed the phone down and held Brie until she stopped crying.

"Hey, I'm so sorry, Brie. Tell me what can I do?"

She pulled away and wiped her tears. "I just need to go home."