Forbidden

Chapter 8

With a deep breath I slowly opened the door to Spencer who was looking as handsome as ever. His dirty blonde hair had that just got out of bed look that only guys seem to pull off. He had on a white button up shirt that was pulled a little bit tight due to his muscles and broad shoulders. He had thrown on a black suit jacket and a thin black tie; his black pants were ironed to perfection and hung on his hips perfectly.

“You look gorgeous.” He smiled at me and handed me a bouquet of white roses that he had hidden behind his back, “These are for you.”

I took them from him with a small smile and nodded my head in the direction of the house inviting him in. Once we reached the living room I turned around and stopped him, “Stay in here, I’ll be right back.”

I walked through the door towards my kitchen and set the flowers down on the counter. As I searched in the cabinets under the kitchen island for a vase to put them in I heard steps come into the room. “Aria told me what he did to you.”

The sudden noise caused me to jump and hit my head on the counter, “Ow…” I stood up rubbing my head and looked at him with one eyebrow raised, “What do you mean? What did she tell you?”

Derrick was leaning against the doorway with his arms folded across his chest. “Kady, you know what I’m talking about.” He sighed.

I frowned, “Yea, but Derrick, is it really any of your business?” I grabbed the vase and walked to the sink to start filling it with water.

He walked over to me and leaned forward against the counter facing me, “If a guy hurts you like he did, it automatically becomes my business. I can’t help it if –“

I turned to him and slammed the vase onto the counter, accidently spilling water on the floor, in an effort to silence him. “Derrick, like I said, it’s none of you’re business, okay?”

He let out a long breath and replied, “Well, I just don’t think you should be seeing this guy.”

Who the hell does he think he is? He is most definitely not my father, and not my brother; he has absolutely no right to tell me whom I should and should not see. Anger coursed through my veins as I got closer to him and in a low tone I said, “As if you really care.”

His eyes darkened and his jaw became clenched as we stared into each other’s eyes, challenging each other to look away.

He quickly took hold of my chin with his thumb and forefinger and crashed his lips onto mine. Shocked, I stood motionless for a few seconds until my mind finally caught up to what was happening.

I jumped back and stared at him with wide eyes. “Derrick…” I trailed off as my fingers went to my lips without my permission.

“Kady, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what that was.” He quickly rushed out as he rubbed the back of his head nervously with his hand.

When he noticed that I wasn’t saying anything he looked at me with sad eyes, “Have fun on your date.” He walked backwards, still looking for some sort of reaction, until he reached the door and he quickly exited.

His words caused me to suddenly remember that Spencer was waiting for me in the other room. With my fingers still on my lips, I muttered, “Shit…” I dropped the flowers into their vase and quickly rushed back into the living room.

Upon seeing me, Spencer stood up and smiled, sticking the crook of his arm out for me to take. I walked over to him and wrapped my small hand around his large arm, as we were walking out I looked behind me and saw Derrick standing in the hallway watching me with sad eyes.