Love Unscripted
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Ryan softly kissed me. “I know how you feel. A few minutes ago when you broke up with me, I felt that same excruciating pain.”
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, drowning in regret for hurting him.
“It’s okay, honey. I understand,” he said while gently rocking me back and forth.
I wiped the moisture from my cheeks. “I’m sorry for falling apart.”
“Stop apologizing. It’s all right.” He hugged me tighter. “Just don’t ever break up with me again.” He sounded truly rattled as he kissed my forehead.
“I swear I never will. The same goes for you,” I muttered.
“I’ve already fallen for you so you’re stuck with me,” Ryan assured me.
“You know my parents are coming here in two weeks, and they are expecting to meet the woman I told them I’m falling in love with – you!” He smiled and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. “I’ve already told my mom how crazy I am about you.”
I nodded my head and smiled back. “I really want to meet your parents.”
He softly kissed me and rested his forehead on mine. “And I want you to meet them. I’m looking forward to introducing them to my one and only girlfriend.”
I wondered if the other woman in his life knew where his heart was. “I think Suzanne is in love with you too. She said some really hurtful things.”
“Did you get her back?” He sounded hopeful.
“I got one good one in there. Marie got her a few times too. It was like she wanted the challenge.”
“I knew I shouldn’t have left. That’s why I didn’t want to go downstairs.”
“She would have gotten to me sooner or later. She seemed hell-bent on getting her point across.”
He took my hand in his and held it to his lips. “Well, now you know exactly how I feel so it doesn’t matter what she or anyone else says. All right?”
I nodded in agreement.
“I told you I’m yours!” he reminded. “I knew you didn’t believe me! Do you believe me now?”
I felt silly for doubting him. “Yes!” I laughed out.
Ryan slipped his hand into my hair and held my face to his, kissing me passionately.
“Let’s go get you freshened up,” he suggested, rubbing his thumb under my eye.
“You know, if you were on set right now, you’d have a team of makeup artists touching up your face.”
“You speak from experience?” I muttered while reapplying some eyeliner. I already knew his answer.
“Yes, it’s true. I openly admit it. I wear makeup and lip color just about every day,” he stated in a joking fashion. “It’s quite emasculating, although I do like the way my skin feels afterwards.”
I could tell by his theatrical performance that he was trying to lift my spirits. Try as he may, I still knew Suzanne was down there, eagerly awaiting the result of her meddling.
“Wait, before we go, are you going to say anything to her?”
He sniffed. “I’m not sure yet. Do you want me to?”
“No!” I quickly answered. Fear of another confrontation drove my response.
“Are you sure?”
I knew he would defend me if I asked him to.
“Yes, I’m sure. I think it would be best to just leave it go.”
“Then I won’t say anything to her… here.”
Ryan stopped at the bottom of my stairwell. He pulled me in for a tender embrace and kissed me seductively. I couldn’t help but smile.
“That’s better!” He grinned. Ryan took my hand in his and pushed the door open.
I noticed that everyone was sitting separated; actors at one table and my friends were at another. Ryan set his plate down at the empty seat next to Pete. He pulled out a chair for me to sit down next to him.
“Tar, what would you like to drink?” Ryan asked, resting his hand on my back.
I attempted to get up and serve myself, but he leaned over me, holding me in place.
“A glass of wine, please?”
Marie was just about to take a bite of food in her mouth when she flashed her eyes at me. She smiled at Ryan’s actions.
“You okay?” she mouthed.
I nodded and smiled.
She left out a sigh of relief and shot a dirty look at Suzanne.
Pete stood up and held his glass in the air after Ryan took his seat. “I’d like to make a toast. To my lovely Tammy, for staying up until three a.m.
making all this fabulous food, and to Taryn, for once again making the best steaks in Rhode Island! May we know how truly blessed we are having these ladies in our lives.”
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, drowning in regret for hurting him.
“It’s okay, honey. I understand,” he said while gently rocking me back and forth.
I wiped the moisture from my cheeks. “I’m sorry for falling apart.”
“Stop apologizing. It’s all right.” He hugged me tighter. “Just don’t ever break up with me again.” He sounded truly rattled as he kissed my forehead.
“I swear I never will. The same goes for you,” I muttered.
“I’ve already fallen for you so you’re stuck with me,” Ryan assured me.
“You know my parents are coming here in two weeks, and they are expecting to meet the woman I told them I’m falling in love with – you!” He smiled and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. “I’ve already told my mom how crazy I am about you.”
I nodded my head and smiled back. “I really want to meet your parents.”
He softly kissed me and rested his forehead on mine. “And I want you to meet them. I’m looking forward to introducing them to my one and only girlfriend.”
I wondered if the other woman in his life knew where his heart was. “I think Suzanne is in love with you too. She said some really hurtful things.”
“Did you get her back?” He sounded hopeful.
“I got one good one in there. Marie got her a few times too. It was like she wanted the challenge.”
“I knew I shouldn’t have left. That’s why I didn’t want to go downstairs.”
“She would have gotten to me sooner or later. She seemed hell-bent on getting her point across.”
He took my hand in his and held it to his lips. “Well, now you know exactly how I feel so it doesn’t matter what she or anyone else says. All right?”
I nodded in agreement.
“I told you I’m yours!” he reminded. “I knew you didn’t believe me! Do you believe me now?”
I felt silly for doubting him. “Yes!” I laughed out.
Ryan slipped his hand into my hair and held my face to his, kissing me passionately.
“Let’s go get you freshened up,” he suggested, rubbing his thumb under my eye.
“You know, if you were on set right now, you’d have a team of makeup artists touching up your face.”
“You speak from experience?” I muttered while reapplying some eyeliner. I already knew his answer.
“Yes, it’s true. I openly admit it. I wear makeup and lip color just about every day,” he stated in a joking fashion. “It’s quite emasculating, although I do like the way my skin feels afterwards.”
I could tell by his theatrical performance that he was trying to lift my spirits. Try as he may, I still knew Suzanne was down there, eagerly awaiting the result of her meddling.
“Wait, before we go, are you going to say anything to her?”
He sniffed. “I’m not sure yet. Do you want me to?”
“No!” I quickly answered. Fear of another confrontation drove my response.
“Are you sure?”
I knew he would defend me if I asked him to.
“Yes, I’m sure. I think it would be best to just leave it go.”
“Then I won’t say anything to her… here.”
Ryan stopped at the bottom of my stairwell. He pulled me in for a tender embrace and kissed me seductively. I couldn’t help but smile.
“That’s better!” He grinned. Ryan took my hand in his and pushed the door open.
I noticed that everyone was sitting separated; actors at one table and my friends were at another. Ryan set his plate down at the empty seat next to Pete. He pulled out a chair for me to sit down next to him.
“Tar, what would you like to drink?” Ryan asked, resting his hand on my back.
I attempted to get up and serve myself, but he leaned over me, holding me in place.
“A glass of wine, please?”
Marie was just about to take a bite of food in her mouth when she flashed her eyes at me. She smiled at Ryan’s actions.
“You okay?” she mouthed.
I nodded and smiled.
She left out a sigh of relief and shot a dirty look at Suzanne.
Pete stood up and held his glass in the air after Ryan took his seat. “I’d like to make a toast. To my lovely Tammy, for staying up until three a.m.
making all this fabulous food, and to Taryn, for once again making the best steaks in Rhode Island! May we know how truly blessed we are having these ladies in our lives.”
