The Best Man

Chapter 21: Taron

I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I had been so incredibly sad and confused before Meghan had come upstairs. But now that I had her in my arms everything seemed to fade away. It was just the two of us and everything made sense.

I kissed her back with all that pent-up frustration and love I had felt over the last few weeks. She moaned into the kiss. It all felt like a dream, perhaps I just had to wake up. I didn't though and she kissed me back. She smelled of roses and I let my fingers run through her soft hair. I was so lightheaded I didn't even realise I had rolled us over.

I broke away, breathing hard and moved off her.

I was losing myself in her. Nothing else seemed to matter when the two of us were together and I hadn't thought that was possible. Was that what true love felt like?

"Taron" she whispered "Look at me"

My eyes met hers. She looked at me so tenderly, but her eyes were also filled with something I hadn't seen in them before. Lust. Did she want me as much as I wanted her?

I let out a breath "We shouldn't"

She nodded and pressed her lips together. She knew it was wrong. But it felt so right. How could it feel so right?

"You're right" she said, but she didn't sound convinced. Neither did I. "Dinner is almost ready"

We walked downstairs again. I had to resist every nerve in my body to take her hand in mine. What was going on with me?

"There you are" my mom said "Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm alright" I shrugged. It had been an awful day, but also maybe the best day of my life.

I barely noticed any conversation during dinner. My mind was too occupied replaying what had happened today.

"Taron" my mom called and snapped me out of it.

"Sorry" I stopped the spoon on the way to my mouth "What is it?" Apparently, I had missed something. No surprise there.

"Can you drive Meghan back tomorrow?" she asked and I looked from her to Meghan. She hadn't told me yet she would have to go back tomorrow.

"Sure" Tomorrow was Thursday after all. And she would get married on Saturday. The day after tomorrow. I winced.

We didn't talk about what had happened when we got to bed that night.

"Thank you for being there for me today, Meghan" I said as I lay down in bed.

She rolled over to face me "Of course, Taron. I'll always be there for you" she said tenderly.

I smiled "You might want to consider your choice of PJ's next time" I said teasingly. Then it hit me. We would probably never share a bed again.

"Don't you dare saying that, Mr. Egerton" she teased me back and I laughed. She could always cheer me up, no matter how sad I was. "You better not steal my duvet again"

"I would never" I smirked.

We woke up entangled in one another again. I enjoyed the moment for as long as it would last. We eventually got up and had breakfast. I dreaded going back to London.

"Have a safe trip and let me know when you're back home" my mom said before hugging me.

"I will" I said and hugged her tight. It would probably some time until I would be back.

I also said my goodbyes to Ray and my sisters. Mari and Rosie were heartbroken over me leaving.

"I'll be back as soon as I can" I promised. I wouldn't want to be a stranger to them by the time they were all grown up, even if my job made me very busy.

"Thanks again for coming" I heard my mom say to Meghan.

"I wouldn't have missed this" Meghan said.

I took our suitcases and put them in the car before we got in and everyone waved us goodbye.

The ride back to London was quiet. We hadn't spoken about our kiss.

"Do you think we should talk about what happened?" I asked eventually.

"What do you mean?" she asked. Did she really not know what I meant?

"I mean that kiss" Maybe it hadn't been the best idea to talk about this while driving.

"We were both really sad" she said.

I looked over to her before focusing on the road again "You know that's not true"

She sighed "What is it then, Taron?"

There was a lay-by coming up and I pulled over.

"What are you doing?" she asked before I stopped the car.

I turned to face her "Don't marry him"

She laughed before realising I was being serious "You can't ask that of me"

I furrowed my brows "I can. And I am."

She broke our eye contact and let out a breath "I don't know what is going on between us. I feel this pull between us but that doesn't have to mean anything. We are friends"

I huffed "Friends don't kiss like that".

She blushed and bit her lip. She knew I was right. She opened the car door and got out. I did the same and walked around the car to get to her.

"You know I'm right" I whispered when I stood opposite her.

"Even if you are" she breathed out "it doesn't make it right"

"It feels right" I said before cupping her face with one hand and letting my fingers trail down her neck. She didn't look at me but I could feel her reacting to my touch. "Don't fight this" I whispered as I moved closer to her, our hips almost touching.