“Rye, you okay? You haven’t spoken a word since you got here?

” His arm rubbed my shoulder, keeping me warm as I lay next to him. I had wanted to end it. To tell I’m it was over and to move on from each other. But when he answered the door; his eyes lighting up to see me there for just him. All thoughts of leaving vanished. The next thing I knew, I was in his arms; being led to the bedroom for another one of our sexual encounters. Nothing was said, and nothing had to be said. I was just there for the sex at that moment; to feel like I was worth something when I felt like I was screwing up everything. “Rye?” he stopped rubbing my arm, as if it was distracting me from answering him, and moved it to my waist. He was now holding me like we were some normal couple, instead of two people sneaking around. “Drake, why did you let me stay with you that night?” I looked down at his chest, keeping my focus on his body and not the way his eyes were analyzing my face. “You were upset, and I wasn’t going to send you back to your place while it was empty. Rye, do you regret coming over?” he was apprehensive when he asked this, like he didn’t want to know the answer to this question. “No, I’ve just been thinking about how this all started. That’s all.” I kept my head focused on his chest still, trying to keep myself calm when I thought about what was going on. It was quiet after that, both of us thinking about the others thoughts. The silence was suffocating, with neither of us wanting to say a word. What was I doing with him? “How long till Tom comes back?” His hands stopped moving on my body, rubbing and touching me like I wasn’t really there. He had decided to be the one to stop the lack of noise between us. “Not sure. He doesn’t know yet, and he has limited time to call and check on me.” I finally looked up at him, deciding that I needed to see how he was reacting to this. “That’s going to make this harder, but I can live with that. How about we go and get some food then?” he started to get out of the bed, grabbing a pair of boxers off the floor as he smiled to me and started to pull them up. “Drake, it’s nearly eight. Where are we going to get food?” I sat up slightly, ignoring the dull pain I felt in some places as he went through his draws and pulled out some clothes. “We’ll find somewhere. Come on.” He smiled at me again; his face lighting up as he thought of some place where we could go and hang out like two love struck people. Love struck? No. I wasn’t love struck; just infatuated with him. I needed to end this. Stop this behavior and be the grown up for the two of us. “I have work tomorrow, and Tom will call soon. I need to get back home.” It was a lie; Tom wasn’t going to be able to call me today, he had told me so during our last talk. But I needed some time to think, to sort out what I was going to do now that Tom was out of town again. “You’re lying Rye. Now get that dishy arse of yours out of bed and into some clothes so we can get you food. I’ll drop you off at work tomorrow, and Tom will never be the wiser because he is out of town.” He stared down at me, positive that our plan would work perfectly and that I would comply with what he wanted for this one mad moment he was having. I didn’t move yet; just kept staring at him to see if he was serious about this. To see if he really wanted to go out somewhere at this exact moment, and act like some real couple. Not like two ex-lovers who had some odd relationship. Not a girl who was cheating with

her lover while she had a boyfriend she loved. Not a guy going out with the girl who was supposedly in love with someone else, and yet cared for him as well. Just a couple. I got out of the bed with ease, ignoring the dull pain I felt in my back and thighs. I grabbed the pair of kickers I had worn here, and that had been carelessly thrown somewhere in the middle of our small time slot together, and pulled them on. I dressed quickly, into some outfit I had stashed here incase of emergencies, and took his hand. For now, we would be a couple. Even if I felt like I was hurting all three of us with this small act. “Oh Tom.” I ran into his arms, jumping up as my legs wrapped around his waist and he supported me in our little hug. It had been one whole month since he left of his trip, and I was too excited to not keep my display in check. “I missed you Rye.” his mouth was on my neck, the words tickling my skin as he whispered them to just me. The entire world seemed to be at a standstill as we stayed there in our embrace; his hands holding me up while I was just hanging on to him for dear life. “I missed you too.” I replied without a second thought. And it was true, somewhat. I’ll admit that while he was gone I stayed with Drake. That I had gone out on a few dates with Drake, and we had even gone out with friends on group dates. He had even been with me to Penny and Sean’s wedding rehearsal. Dancing with me and laughing as our group laughed and practiced the dancing steps. Shit, the wedding. “Tom, we have to get a present for the weeding. It’s in a week.” I hopped off him, grabbing his hand and leading him to the baggage claim so we could go and shop soon. “Relax Rye, the wedding is in a month or so, right?” he hurried with me as best he could, chuckling at how emotional I was getting at someone else big day. “One week, and we have no gift. Penny will kill me if I don’t bring something. So welcome back sex will have to wait.” I came to a halt to where we needed to wait. “We have time Rye.” His hands worked on my shoulders, trying to calm me down as I thought about what I would do about this urgent situation at the moment. “Still have time love. How about this?” his fingers pressed deeper into my skin, making me gasp as he started to relieve the tension I had kept built up since he left me. “We go home and have one or two quick rounds in the shower and hall, then we go out and get whatever the ruddy hell Penny and Sean want. Then come back and go for a long round of pleasure.” His mouth hovered over my ear as he whispered his idea in my ear lowly; doing all that he could to make me cave in. “Gift then sex.” I tried to stick to my guns on this idea, but the way his fingers pushed and pulled at the muscles in my shoulders. His mouth kissing my neck and trying to persuade me; inching closer and closer to the spot Drake has used to get me to do what he wanted. “Oh, Dr- Tom.” I moaned quietly as I melted to his touch even more. Fuck I had almost said Drake’s name. I had almost fucking said Drake’s name while with Tom. I had almost said Drakes name combined with a moan! Shit.

“So, what do you say?” He seemed unfazed by what I said, or had even almost said, like I wasn’t about to moan out someone else’s name instead of his own. “All right, but we have to get their gift today.” I turned to face him, to search his face for any hint of anger or pain at my almost remark. I saw none. Just a guy happy to be home with his girl, and wanting to make it up to her for being gone so long. God! Why had I almost slipped up? Why had I almost hurt him in ways unmentionable, even though this has been going on for months now? God Rye, how could you be so stupid? “Rye, you okay?” A hand was stroking my cheek, bringing me back to the real world and out of my internal thoughts. “Oh, I’m fine. Just trying to think of what I should do to you.” I smirked, or what I hoped looked like one as I took his hand and lead him over to where his bag had been waiting for us of some minutes. “I like the sound of that.” He grabbed his bag quickly, before leading us off to where my car waited for us. “She better like our gift.” I whispered to Tom nervously as I saw all the other presents laid out on the perfectly done table. I placed our gift on the table next to one with bright ivory wrapping paper on it. I could see Emily and John’s name scribbled in hurried handwriting on top of some pale pink sticker that was placed on the top of the big box. Figures they would get her something big. “Rye, relax. It was on the list, so she should like it.” Tom whispered in my ear calmingly as he guided me away from the table and over to where we could sit down at our assigned table. “Rye, what’d you think? Any ideas popping in your mind?” Alice winked to Tom and me as we sat down at the same table as them. “Unlike some people, I don’t plan my wedding years in advance. Though I did like the wild flowers she had all over.” I gestured to the small center top that was in the center of our own table. “What else would we go with?” Penny beamed at us as she walked over in her dress, lifting up the white and embroidered skirt so as not to trip. It was classic, and yet it wasn’t. The top was heart shaped with designs and beads going down to the top of the skirt, and then continuing halfway to the bottom of the dress. The skirt being pleated in parts with small beads designing flowers at the areas; then a delicate tiara in her pulled back hair topped off the look. It was Penny’s style. “White? Penny, I hate to break it to you, but that color is a little too pure for you.” Lena snickered behind her hand as she nodded to the dress. “My mum’s idea; she still thinks I’m a virgin.” She shrugged her shoulders off handedly, not really fazed by what her mum thought of her. “Besides, aren’t all of you wearing nonwhite for her?” Sean appeared next to his new wife, resting his head in the crook of her neck as he smirked at us; amused with our small group. “How is it all of us seemed to wear these un-pure colors?” Emily looked at us around the table we were seated at, trying her hardest not to snicker as we all looked at our own dresses. “There is nothing wrong with a black dress.” I countered casually as I moved closer to

Tom. I knew what they were thinking as they heard my explanation. I wore black because of my affair. I wanted to impress Drake as well as Tom with my short bubble dress. I wanted to make Drake chase me the entire night. “Well, I just look hot in red.” Alice smiled to me, letting me know that she would help change the conversation, before darting her eyes to Theo. “Just because your-” the howling of the microphone being too close to the speakers cut off Emily as we all winced. “Bloody hell, who did you two hire for this event?” Gregory winced at the question out as the sound got louder. Sean was about to reply when it stopped, making us all look to see the master of ceremonies on the small white stage before us. He was a short balding man, who reminded me a lot of Mike. He pulled out a small handkerchief from his breast pocket, wiping his brow before smiling out at the crowd. “Will the bride and groom please come out for their first dance?” He smiled at Sean and Penny, watching them along with all the other guests as they appeared on dance floor. “Think it will be that song?” Drake looked over to me, trying his hardest not to look me up in down in front of Tom. “Doubt it. Knowing Mrs. Lynch, she would kill Penny if she even thought of putting that song in.” Melanie watched the newlyweds as they walked over to the band and spoke with them quietly. “Wonderwall by Oasis or Your Song by Elton John; seeing as how those two have the biggest impact with them.” I thought aloud as I watched the couple as well. “Why those two though?” Tom placed an arm around my chair, hand grazing my revealed skin lightly. Drake stared at us not sure how to react as I leaned in to the touch while making eye contact with him. “Wonderwall played when they first met; your song was what he serenaded to her after their first fight, which was done horribly.” John nodded his head to this comment as Emily slapped his chest lightly. “They chose.” Vincent took a sip of the beer in his hand, as he eyed them along with the rest of us. “Ladies and gentleman, the newlyweds have chosen their song.” the short man said into the microphone as Sean and Penny made their way to the floor. We stayed quiet, waiting for the first notes to come out of the speakers near the band. As soon as the piano notes started, it was easy to tell what song was chosen. Penny picked up one side of her dress; hands joining Sean’s as they smiled to each other happily. His mouth moving along with the lyrics as they glided across the floor. “That’s so sweet.” Emily and Alice cooed in unison as they watched the couple moving together, twirling and smiling. “I think you two have some living up to do.” Drake smirked at Theo and John, laughing as they sighed while watching the couple as well. I eyed Drake as he said this. Unlike the last time I was in the same room as both him and Tom, I just couldn’t focus on one of them. When Tom had Emily and Alice throw my party, I was able to spend time with just him. Feel like it was just us for my early birthday surprise. But now, when were in a whole group, it’s so much harder. After Tom left, I spent most of my month with Drake. The two of us acting like a real couple, not some secret affair.

We had laughed, danced, and been ourselves with each other; except for now. Even though we were in the same room, we couldn’t be further from each other. I was here with Tom, and he was here alone. Everyone but him had come with someone. All because of me. We sat far from each other at the church, only saying hello when we made eye contact. An even now we had barely gotten a word in to each other. “The newlyweds would now like everyone else to join in the dance.” The announcement jolted me from my thoughts, looking to see others join the just married couple. “Rye, would you like to dance?” Tom held a hand out to me, smiling as he nodded to the pale wooden area everyone else was on. My eyes darted to Drake for a moment, unsure of what to do or say; slowly I took his hand, and followed his lead. We joined the other couples on the dance floor; going in sync as he twirled me with one hand and held me close. “This is nice.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning my head on his chest. Drake watched this action, glaring daggers at Tom. Lena and Vincent saw this as well when they went to sit next to him again; Lena slapping his hand lightly to make him stop. “Rye, would you ever consider getting married?” Tom twirled me around once more as he said this, enjoying the small gasp I emitted as I was pulled back into his embrace. “Maybe, once I get over my fear of rejection. Why?” I quirked an eyebrow at him, keeping my eyes on his pale face as he moved his hands down to my waist, tugging me closer to him. “Fear of rejection my ass, you just like being wild and carefree.” Penny murmured as she danced over by us. Her tongue sticking out as she was whisked away just as fast as she had appeared. “Rye, would you ever marry me?” His voice got quiet, completely different form his normal audacious self. His hands trembled on my body, shaking quietly before I could even process what was being said. “Tom, are you okay? You’re shaking.” My hands went to his face, making him look at me closer. His eyes bore into my own, making me blush faintly as I realized what could happen. “Rye, while I was gone, I couldn’t help but think about how good you’ve been to me. How much I love you. Riley Alyson Duggar, will you marry me?” The song stopped, forcing us to stop dancing and just stand there; facing each other. He proposed. Tom proposed to me. Tom, my boyfriend, and the man I have been cheating on and hurting without his knowledge, proposed to me. “Rye?” he looked nervous, terrified even, as I stared at him. Say something Rye. Tell him yes. Tell him yes, and get married. Get your happily ever after Rye. Just say something. My throat felt dry, and another song had started. Our bodies were moving automatically as the music played, and I just needed to say something. My eyes darted to the table, seeing Drake looking at me with that smug look. His own eye lit up when we made contact; a smile forming its way on his face as we stared at each other for mere seconds, only to have me turn back to Tom. He was still waiting, patient with my silence. Riley, say something. Anything. Talk. Say yes, no; just something. “Yes. Yes I’ll marry you.” I looked up to him, waiting to see Drake storm over and punch Tom. It never happened. I had just accepted a marriage proposal by my boyfriend. Who I

wanted to be with; who I loved, just as much as I did Drake. “Good thing you have some jewelry on right now, or else the others would notice this.” his hand slipped into his coat pocket, pulling out a small blue velvet box. A ring shining in the center with a white gold band and diamond ring in the center. Square cut and perfect. “Time to throw the bouquet before we start dancing more.” Penny called out to the group, causing the girls and women in the room to rush to the back of the dance floor. “Go get it Rye.” Tom pecked my cheek, before going over to table once more, sitting one seat away from Drake. “One, two, three,” Penny tossed it behind her, beaming like mad as the group of flowers sailed over her head. Emily was on my right, jumping up to catch the flowers, only to slip and lose balance; Alice being behind her and tripping as well. Lena and Melanie being in front and missing the bundle, leaving me smack dab in the center; letting the bouquet fall right into my hands. Shit. I glanced back to where Drake and Tom were, feeling my heart clench as I realized, I didn’t even know who I had just said yes to.

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