Once in a Lifetime(38)

He watched Emily walk away, and his gut tightened. He felt sick to his stomach. “What the fuck are you doing?” Wayne asked, stepping forward.

Tears sprang to his eyes, and he couldn’t control his feelings. So many women had passed him by, and not once in all of them had he felt lost. Letting Emily walk away would be the death of him. There would never be another woman who could make him feel whole and complete.

The door to the bar closed letting him know she’d walked out of his life.

No, he couldn’t let it happen.

Are you good enough for her?

“She deserves better than me,” Guy said, looking at his friend.

Wayne reached out, grabbing his arms. “You can’t let her get away. You’re in love with her. You will never hurt her. Trust in yourself and how you feel.”

“Why did you try that with whoever that blonde is?” Dorothy asked, closing in.

“I don’t even know her. I’ve been stood outside for a long time.” He let the words spill out. “How can I let her love me? What if I fuck it up?”

“You’re a great guy. Emily loves you because you’re not hiding from her,” Dorothy said.

“I’ve hurt her.”

“Then go and get her. Do the romantic gesture shit that chicks dig,” Dale said. Janet clocked him around the back of the head.

“She’s not going to wait forever. Go and get her,” Wayne said. “No other woman will ever appeal once you claim her. Trust me.”

Stepping forward, Guy felt the gazes of the audience on him. He’d humiliated her in front of all of them, and now he needed to make things right.

You’re a fucking asshole.

Cursing himself, he continued to make his way through the crowd heading toward the door. There was nothing else for him to do other than grovel at her feet.

Guy opened the door and charged out, finding Emily walking away. She’d put her coat on before walking.

“Em, wait,” he said, shouting for her to stop. He saw her tense, but she kept walking away.

Running over the parking lot, he dodged a car pulling in. She was still walking, and over his shoulder he heard heels and scuffed feet. He didn’t care as he went straight for his woman.

Guy caught her arms, stilling her movements. “Wow, you walk fast.”

“I was walking fast to get away from you.” She tried to pull out of his hold, but he held her still. “Let me go.”

“No, I’m not letting you go.”

“Now you’re going to speak up. Less than five fucking minutes ago you were telling me I was old news.” She tried to fold her arms. He needed to hold onto her. The moment he touched her, Guy felt grounded. There was no need for him to run away or to hide. Emily completed him.

“You’re not old news. You’ll never be old news to me.” Licking his lips, he stared into her deep blue eyes and felt himself drowning. She was in love with him, and he would spend the rest of his life doing whatever it took to deserve her love.

“Stop this, Guy.”

“No. No. No. I’m not stopping this because you were right.” He paused, letting his words sink in.

“What was I right about?” she asked, frowning.

Was he that good an actor that she really didn’t know how he felt?

“I’m in love with you, and I was too much of a fucking coward to tell you the truth. I was scared that I wouldn’t be good enough for you, and I want to be. ” She stood frozen in his arms. He released one of her arms to cup her cheek. Guy felt the need to touch her to know that she was real. Tears streaked her cheeks, and he hated the fact he’d been the one to put them there.#p#分页标题#e#

“I’m an asshole.”

“You’re in love with me?” she asked.

“I’ve been in love with you from the first moment I saw you.”

She shook her head, but he detected the smile playing across her lips. “How is that possible?”

“I’m a sick fuck, and I wanted you. It has been you for a long time. I want you, Emily.”

“We barely know each other,” she said.

“You know me more than my own parents do. I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want you to be the mother of my kids.” He heard several gasps from behind him. Emily looked over his shoulder, and he turned her face. “No, ignore them. I don’t care about them. All I care about is you. I love you, and I want you. Nothing else, no one else, only you.”

“I really want to hate you right now,” she said. Her lip quivered.

“Hate me, but tell me you love me.”

“I love you. I’ve loved you even when I didn’t want to.” The tears fell thicker and harder.