to
him.
He
held her so tenderly, pure anguish displayed on his face. Keeping his voice at a whisper, he revealed,
“I think of those days in Cabo often.” She tried to pull away, but he held her tighter. “Please, let me get this out, and then you
can go on hating me. I deserve that but
you deserve an explanation.”
Izzy
lets out a sigh, she leaned her cheek into his chest. “Fine. You have this one song to explain
why. Why the kindest man I had ever met,
used me and walked away.” She felt his
intake of breath.
“Izzy,
honey, I never meant to use you, or to walk away. When I figured out, that you had given me
your virginity, something you should have mentioned beforehand but we’ll get to
that. I freaked out. I was a dumb kid,
immature and selfish. I wasn’t ready for
the overwhelming feelings I was starting to have for you after only a few days.
So I ran. I kissed you goodbye and
left.”
“You
make it sound as though I expected you to marry me because we had sex. Why couldn’t you have just said goodbye to me
in the morning? You could have told me,
‘thanks for the good time, see ya around’. Waking to an empty room was awful. And then to learn from the front desk lady you had lied about your name,
I fell apart. I was completely humiliated.” It was taking every ounce of her strength she had not to cry.
“The
front desk lady? You went looking for
me?” His voice sounded stunned.
“Yes,
of course I did. She told me they only
had an Alex Porter staying there not a Jeremy Porter. At that point I knew I was nothing more than
a notch on your belt.” She looked down,
shaking her head. The tears were threatening
to break free.
He
stopped dancing, took a sharp intake of breath and placed a kiss on her
hair. Placing a finger under her chin,
he forced her to look at him. The look
of sincerity gripped her heart tightly. “Izzy
you were never a notch on my belt. You
meant so much more to me. I have thought about you every day since I boarded
that flight in the early hours of the morning. Leaving you is the biggest regret of my life.”
Izzy’s
already fragile heart broke. Hearing him confess that he felt something for her
and that he thought about her was more than she could hear. Looking into his gorgeous eyes, she said,
“Alex, if I meant something to you, if that night meant something to you, then
you would have at the very least said goodbye.” It was her turn to run away from him. Pulling free from his embrace, she grabbed Roni and headed to the bar to
drown her sorrows in strong alcohol.
Shaking off the memory
of how sad she had been after that encounter with him, she went back to
punishing him for what he had done to her. "Yes, I told you when we were dancing that you had that one song to
explain. You gave your explanation,
doesn't mean I have to believe you or forgive you. If I was so important to
you, you would have at least told me your real name."
“You’re right; I should
have been honest with you. At that
point, I had figured out that girls only wanted me for my money. A quick Goggle search would have told you
what I was worth. I missed women being
attracted to me for me, not my bank account. I started lying about my name to protect myself.” Alex said defensively.
Thinking for a moment,
she could see his point. It had to be difficult to not know if someone was with
you because they liked you or if they wanted your money when you were a person
of Alex’s wealth. She was still curious
about a couple of things. “I understand
why you lied. Tell me, Alex, would you have told me your name in the morning
had you stayed? If you could have
overcome that voice in your head telling you to run, would you have wanted to
see me when we came back to the states?” These were the questions she had been dying to ask him since he came
back into