King of Anything

24

"What?" I gasp.

He stands, with a heavy sigh. "This is why I didn't want to discuss this."

I stand as well, dinner barely touched.

"Don't walk away from me Scar!"

He stalks away, as I follow after him, almost tripping on my dress. Then I actually trip, the dress tearing my hair tumbling out of the severe bun with the force.

He spins around, catching me in his arms my heaving body draped in his arms as he looks down at me though half-closed lids.

"Be careful," He says lowly, standing me up, tucking my hair in place with a soft smile. "You can be so clumsy."

My breath catches, as he palms my face. My eyes close on their own. His gentle touch, soft words, loving smile...

Why does he make me feel this way?!

"I—"

"I know," he whispers. "Maureen. Things are complicated. And I've hurt you. And I things I do are you hurting you more. But I love you. So bear with me."

I shake my head slowly, my eyes burning.

He cups my face. "Please,"

That purred please. "Just for now. Just until...I get this straightened out."

"How long?" I whimper, feeling weak. But he's so close.

He licks his bottom lip, looking Way from me briefly. "I don't know. I wish you wouldn't be in such a hurry to get away from me," he whispered sadly.

"You don't know how to be..."

"Normal?" He finishes with amusement. "I know. But I love you, baby. Do you believe me?"

"I–" I shouldn't. But those eyes glowing down at me, blue and green, vibrant. "I—"

"I believe you, Scar. But I don't know if I want the kind of love you give."

He sighs, his eyes scanning my face frantically. "That's fair. That's fair, my dear."

He wraps his arms around my eyes sister, leaning in. I close my eyes as he presses a kiss to forehead.

"Be careful. Next time, don't wear such a long dress to dinner. You look gorgeous; but it's just us, Dear. And you're always beautiful to me."

I sigh, burying my face in his neck. He put his hand in my head, pressing my lips against his skin.

"Everything will be fine dear. Everything....I'll get you out of this mess, I promise."

I wish I didn't believe him. But I do. I wish I didn't love his arms around me. But I do.