The Sweet Encounter (Completed)

Chapter Fifteen - The Regret

           

Brie was awoken by subtle kisses all over her face. She released a small chuckle and opened her heavy eyelids.

"What time is it?" She placed her hands on Trey's face and traced his lips with her finger.

"It's 5:00 in the morning. I have to go home to check on my mom. I'll be back here to pick you up after I shower and get dressed."

He was already dressed in his tux without his jacket and tie. She didn't want him to leave yet, but succumbed to reality. She enjoyed having him overnight. She felt at ease and slept better too. Without any rational thought, the words trickled out of her mouth, "You should leave some of your stuff here."

Trey blinked several times. He wanted to make sure he heard her right.

"What I meant was, it would make it easier if you did have some of your belongings here. Plus, I enjoy waking up to your kisses."

"Brie? Do you realize what you're asking?"

Trey didn't want to argue about it because he wanted nothing more than to have more time with her, but he also wanted her to understand this was going to be a vast movement in their relationship.

She sat up from her bed and held his hands, "Trey, with everything that has been happening and life is so unexpected, and I know I can't take the time anymore to analyze everything. This isn't me, at all, but I don't care. All I know is you've changed me somehow, but it's been nothing but a good change."

Trey got down on his knees and kissed her hands, "Brie, I don't want you to change. That's what I love about you. I don't want you to regret this decision. It's not a hassle for me to leave here and go home for a bit . . . "

"Oh. I'm sorry." Brie's heart started pumping fast. What was she thinking? Of course Trey didn't need to commit himself to her. She knew his type, yet she masked it with his suave behavior. She became blinded by the notion of love. "Forget we had this conversation. I understand."

She got up from her bed and headed straight to the bathroom and closed the door. She turned on the faucet and let the cold water run down her face.

"Brie." He called her name again at the door, but she didn't have the heart to answer him. She was embarrassed.

"I'm going to shower. I'll see you shortly."

Trey was appalled at himself. Of course he wanted every free moment he had with her, but he also knew she was living in the moment and wasn't thinking about the long term of their relationship.

"Brie, please. Open this door. I'm not leaving until you do."

He heard the door quietly unlock and the knob turned slowly. Her deep ebony eyes peeked through the open door. She looked disheartened, and it hurt him knowing he was the cause of it. He placed his hands through the door and grabbed her by the waist. Her head rested on his chest and she closed her eyes, wanting time to pass by so she could forget this moment.

"Brie, it's not that I don't want to because my God, I want nothing more than to have you by my side all the time. But I also know you're cautious, and I want you to understand what you're getting yourself into with me. By me being here all the time, I am never going to leave because it would kill me if you ever rejected me."

She tried not to let it get to her. It was spontaneous of her to ask him for such a commitment. She thought all his talk about their future meant this was the direction he had wanted. She was being haste and more embarrassed at her emotions now.

"It's alright, Trey. I'm fine. I don't know why my impatience took me over. Now, go home so you can pick me up for the service."

She leaned up to kiss him, and he felt anxious leaving her now.