Chapter 7 Hope Is Lost
Brielle's POV
Daylan led me to the guest bedroom. He was a neat guy. Everything in place, I guess that comes with being a doctor. Has he dated anyone else after moving? Who wouldn't fall for this man? I was still hurting on the inside, but being here with Daylan makes it bearable. He stepped into the bedroom and I stood in the doorway taking in the bedroom. He shoved his hands into his pants pockets.
"This is where you will be sleeping," he said.
The bed had white sheets on them, the curtains were gray. The walls were white, the closet was mahogany. I stepped further inside. I felt his eyes on me, and then I looked at him. "Thank you."
He nodded with a faint smile, "I will get you a t-shirt of mine to wear, I want you to feel comfortable. You can take a shower if you want. And don't worry, I won't pursue you the way that I did," he sucked in a breath. "I won't take advantage of you," he held my gaze. Maybe I did want to be taken advantage of for one night. I shook those thoughts away. I won't do things for the sake of forgetting my break-up with Rick.
"It was indeed a drastic change," I said. "Have you dated anyone after you moved to London?" I asked.
"I won't say date, more like I had fun and that was it. I was the type of man who just wanted to help others and when I had free time to have fun, I had fun," he smiled briefly before moving towards the door.
"I see," I said softly.
"Is there a reason why you're asking?" he asked, and I turned around to face him.
"I was only wondering, that's all. Any woman would fall on their knees for you-I mean, not in that way, but you are attractive, and they would fall for you easily," I let out a little laugh.
He smirked, "Oh, they have fallen on their knees for me. But you are correct, sometimes, I can't even catch a break."
"It must be tough to be you," I stated.
He shrugged, "I will deal with it as they come," he turned around. "I will get you the t-shirt," he said, and then he disappeared out of the bedroom.
I studied the room one last time before I got comfortable. I sat on the bed, and then he appeared again, placing the t-shirt on the bed beside me. "Thanks."
"Would you like anything to eat?" he asked as he shoved his hands back into his pants pockets.
"I'm not hungry," I replied.
"You have to eat something," he said.
"I don't think I can. After this heartache, I don't think I can." He crouched down in front of me, and took my hand in his, causing electricity to spark between us.
"You need some more energy in your body. A doctor knows best," he held my gaze.
I smiled, "So just because you're a doctor, you know what's best for me," I stated. "I would gladly just get into bed and sleep," I shrugged.
"Sometimes, sleep won't help you forget about a heartbreak. You might cry yourself to sleep, and I want to be here to wipe away those tears, be a shoulder to cry on. I have wanted to pursue since that first moment I saw you in the bar and, who knows, we might just hit it off after you are ready," he shrugged.
"You are so sure of yourself."
"I am. Who can resist me?" he smirked.
"Thank you for trying to cheer me up, but I don't know when I will be ready for another relationship. I will be focusing on my job. That is more important to me now than any man. You could break my heart too, and I would rather be safe than sorry," I said.
"That hurt. But I won't stop trying. Eventually, you might have to give in, but for now, I will be a friend," he said as he stood up, and my eyes looked straight into his bulge, which wasn't even hard. I quickly averted my gaze to somewhere else.
"I will get ready for a shower, and then I might just eat," I said. I wanted him to leave the room, so that I could breathe.
"I will make you one of my favorites," he said, and then he walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. I let out a huge sigh of relief as I stood up and got ready for my shower.
As I stood under that shower, all I could think about was Rick and all the years we had together, how he just threw it all away for some blonde. I doubt that would work out for him. I am all about karma, and if I do end up dating his father, I don't care what he has to say.
I have always wanted a family, but I don't even know if I will have one, because I don't know if I can trust anyone. I am yet to know everything about Daylan. He broke a woman's heart before, and maybe he would do it to me too. I just don't think that I can go through another heartbreak.
After my shower, I went to the kitchen. I was wearing Daylan's t-shirt which covered my ass at least. A plate of melted cheese and tomato wrap was waiting for me on the kitchen counter. I took a seat as he joined me, sitting at the end of the counter. "Did you enjoy your shower?" he asked.
I was too busy pulling the t-shirt down to cover my legs, but it was useless. "Yes, just memories that had been flooding my mind." I looked at the wrap, my stomach growled, and then I took a bite of the wrap. It was so delicious.
"You like it?" he asked as my gaze met his. He was watching me with adaptation in his eyes. That made me nervous.
"Yes, it's good," I replied before taking another bite. I found him watching me eat. "Do you always cook for yourself? Besides the lady that was here?"
"Most of the time, I'm busy with work, I tend to work shifts and whatever surgery I'm scheduled to do. I am trying to tone it down a bit. There is a project that I'm working on, so it requires a lot of research and practicals. For now, I have decided to stick to helping patients who need immediate care. I don't want to be in the operating rooms anymore. I guess my time for experiencing certain things has come to an end for me. Not that I get bored easily, but I try many things. I wanted to open my own private practice, but I am still deciding on that." he said before taking a bite of his wrap and that even attracted me to him even more.
I swallowed as I focused on mine, "Do you mend a broken heart too?" I asked, teasing him as I found his gaze.
He smiled, "I wish I could, but you have to do that on your own. I can only be here for you," he said.
"I wish it was easier than that. Imagine if physical surgery could mend a broken heart." I said as I looked at nothing in thought. "Now that it is just a feeling, I don't know how long this will last or what to even do. Rick was my first at everything and I thought we had a future together, and he ruined everything," tears welled up in my eyes. "We spoke about the future we wanted together and kids... Now he doesn't love me anymore."
"It's his loss. I'm sure that you will find someone who will want all those things with you," I looked at him, not believing what I was hearing.
"You are the one who was trying to pursue me. Was that just for fun or something serious such as having a family with me?" I asked.
"It was both. If I want to be with you, we end up getting married. I won't have kids. My final straw was with Rick. I made that promise to myself. I won't have more kids and then be a disappointment to them, so if that is what you want, then maybe I am not the right man for you, but I can only be a friend," he said with sadness in his eyes.
The little hope that I had blossoming within me to be with this man eventually, just disappeared because we don't want the same things. It's good that he told me before we ended up taking us further in the near future. When I leave in the morning, I will make it my mission not to see Daylan again. My hopes for a family are shattered and maybe, in the future, there will be someone who wants the same as me.