When It Goes Too Far

Chapter 7

"So why is it we're walking down the sidewalk?"

"You have something against going outside? Are you some secret vampire and you're just not telling me because you're too in love with me to say anything?" I gave him a strange look as we both continued walking down the sidewalk. I'm going to be honest, I have no idea where the hell we're going. Part of me, though, didn't care where it was.

"I've been meaning to talk to you about that-" He turned towards me, a smirk on his face as he playfully slapped my upper arm.

"Way to kick me when I'm down Raelynn. Not only did I open up to you about my brutally embarrassing first name, but you do this to me? You're right, I don't think this is going to work between us."

By now you guys know that my brain to mouth filter is little to almost non-existent. So it should be of no surprise to you when I opened my mouth and said: "There was something between us to work?"

He snapped his head around to look at me so quickly I feared that he had snapped his neck. You would think that would be anger in his eyes, maybe disappointment with a little bit of sadness thrown in there. Instead, there was laughter with a hint of in-credulousness.

"I mean, I was hoping I had made it more than obvious by now what my intentions were-"

"Your intentions were? What the hell is this, the 1950's?" I watched out of the corner of my eye Mac roll his eyes as we stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. He turned around, making sure that he was at the point of staring me down.

"As I was saying, I was hoping that by know you would realize that your more than just a friend to me Raelynn, especially after what happened a few nights ago."

"You ever think that maybe I just couldn't see that?"

"Well maybe, just maybe- you should open your eyes." He kept inching closer and closer towards my face. He isn't going to do what I think he's going to is he?? Come on Raelynn, get some common sense in ya, would you? Mac JUST TOLD YOU that you were more than a friend to him, and you're going to question he's going to kiss you or not? Seriously?

The smell of mouthwash began to emanate from his as he brought his face closer towards. There was a hint of cinnamon mixed in there as well, whether it was coming from the mouthwash or something else.

I stood there, waiting for the inevitable. Except, the inevitable never came. In fact, the inevitable was interrupted by the ringing of a cell phone. It couldn't have been mine, I didn't even have time to grab mine before I got dragged away on this excursion.

With his face being so close to mine, I could see the annoyance in his eyes as he inched his face away from, slowly but surely. The ringing of the phone stopped, and instead, a single ding went off, probably notifying him that he had gotten a text.

Mac pulled out his phone with lighting speed, read the message then slid the phone back into his pocket.

"I have to head back to work, it's a- thing that came up. I have to take care of it." It's a-thing? Really? I mean, I know he's awkward and that's what I love about him but that bad? You would think if he was going to LIE to me about where he was going, you'd think he would at least come up with a better line then that. It could have at least been one of those fake business trips that men take!

So, whether I had the right to get offended or not, I did. I tried to let my entire demeanor change but you guys also know that I'm a terrible liar and always will be.

"Ok, yeah. I should head back to work anyways. I've got a lot to do to get everything back to the way it was before the robbery. Thanks for the walk." With a half-hearted wave, I turned my back on him and began walking the other direction. Only then did the look on my face change to pure agitation.

"Rae-Raelynn! Hold on a second- wait up." As I continued to walk away from him, I heard the running of footsteps as they made their way closer towards me. I almost tripped over Mac as he slid in front of me, blocking me from continuing down the sidewalk.

"Is everything ok? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, everything's fine. Don't worry about it." With the fakest smile that I could imagine, I managed to squeeze my way past him and continue walking down the sidewalk.

It took a few moments, and there was a decent distance between us but I could hear Mac mutter "Shit," under his breath. Without making it too noticeable, I managed to look back over my shoulder at him. His eyes were glued to my form, both regret and desire flaming in his eyes as he continued to watch me walk away.

(One Week Later)

As time went on, the more my told me that Mac was lying to me. I mean, you have a 'thing' you have to take care of, but it takes a week? Come on, there are times where I'm not the brightest light bulb in the store when it comes to men, but you have to give me more than this!

Other than the occasional cursing his name under my breath, I haven't thought about him. Much.

For the first time in a while, I've spent more than 5 hours at home and it's been great. I love the work I do and I love the building I'm in, but there's only so much you can fucking take. Truth to be told, I've actually been catching up on my Prison Break for season 6 that's in the works and doing some organizing around the house. I've always found organizing relaxing.

As of right now, I was currently rearranging my living room which looked like a fucking bomb had gone off in it AND watching Prison Break as it played in the background. The doorbell went off, but I just found myself continuing to stare at it. One, there's was going to be some difficult acrobatics done to get through the mess and to the door. Two, I just didn't feel like it. Plain and simple.

Eventually, though, I talked myself into climbing through the mess and getting to the front door. I swung the door open, Mac standing on the other side as he leaned against the door frame, one foot crossed over the other.

He got one look in my place and a smirk began to rise on his face.

"What the hell happened in there?"

"I've been keeping myself busy the past week, it's given me something to put my mind to." I crossed my arms over my chest, making sure my defenses were up. Stay strong Raelynn, stay strong!!!

He rested his hand on the crossed forearm, tugging it away from it's crossed position. "I wanted to come over and apologize for what happened last week. I know it sounds like I'm just feeding you a line, but something for work did end up coming up. I actually had to go- on a business trip to get the situation handled. If I ever made you feel as if I were just using you, that's not true because-" He took a breath, his glance now looking down at the ground.

"Because that's the farthest thing from it. Raelynn- I think I might love you"