The Best Man

Chapter 13: Taron

I was on cloud nine right now. Kissing her had made me realise how much in love with her I really was. I wanted to hold her close and never let go.

I dragged my eyes away from her mouth to meet her eyes and she looked like she would lose it any second.

"We can't do this" she breathed out but she didn't sound so sure. At least not to my ears.

I let go of her and she stormed back inside. Was tonight the worst night ever?

I ran my fingers through my hair, debating about what I should do now. Laura came out to meet me a moment later.

"I'm sorry, Taron" she said "I really thought the plan would work"

"I can't believe I did that" I breathed out. I would have let her undress me, as in completely. "We kissed"

Laura's eyes widened "You did?" she giggled.

"Well, I would say that plan backfired" I growled. I was angry. Now that I had tasted her I would never get over her.

"Just give her time" Laura said as she placed a hand on my shoulder "She is confused".

"I can't do anything else than wait, can I?" It was a rhetorical question.

Laura shrugged "I saw the way she looked at you. She has never looked at James like that. Don't give up now"

I went home and texted Richard as I sat down on the couch.

<<The plan might have backfired. We kissed tho>> I felt like I was in some kind of soap opera. When had I become such a softie?

I knew why. Since I had fallen in love with her.

I specifically hadn't drunk earlier but now was the time. I got the bottle of whiskey from the kitchen and poured myself a drink. Nothing like drinking on your own. I didn't want to get wasted though, prepared for whatever would happen next.

I woke up the next day as I heard my phone buzzing on the nightstand.

"Hello?" I answered sleepily.

"Hi Taron, it's me" James answered. Holy shit, the last person I wanted to talk to.

I sat up "Hi James, how are you?"

"I'm actually picking out my suit today and hoped you would come too. You know, as my best man and all" he joked.

I didn't laugh though "Sure, just let me know where and when"

"Great" he said. How was he so cheery in the morning? "I'll text you the address. There is also something I wanted to discuss with you"

My heart stopped. Had Meghan told him what had happened last night? "Sure, mate"

I hopped under the shower and dressed in a pair of jeans and a jumper. Then I punched the address into Citymapper and took the Tube to where James wanted to meet up.

James was already there when I arrived.

"Hello" I said and we clapped each other on the back.

"These are my friends Andy and Joe" he introduced his friends who looked like accountants too. No offense. James was the prettiest one of them. And he couldn't be more different to me. He was taller than I was, thin and had blonde hair. It had me wondering if Meghan had a type in men.