Eight
Carrie
Benny holding me replayed in my mind over and over again throughout the night. It was like suddenly he had transformed into the man I’d always thought he was… before. However, when light blared through my window, I jumped out of bed. I needed to run out of this house, as my heart wasn’t ready to be married. I had no defenses against the good version of Benny.
I showered, cleaned up, and put my work clothes on. Once I looked like the old me, complete with a thread hanging off my elbow, I ran out of the bedroom and headed to the door. I was going to call for a car. As I stepped into the kitchen, though, I paused at the smell of coffee. My mouth watered. This wasn’t the normal percolated coffee I made for myself.
Benny came out from his garage in a white formfitting button-down shirt and blue boxers.
I wanted to be in his arms. I swallowed and ignored how my muscles twitched. “I’m off to work.”
He waved behind him to the dining table, and I saw the two plates of food. My heart thumped. He asked, “You didn’t take time off for wedded life?”
Maybe I should have.As I passed him, I said, “No… what’s this?”
“Breakfast.”
Adrenaline flooded my body as I said quickly, “I don’t normally eat breakfast.” He grabbed a thermal cup out of a cabinet and poured me some of that yummy coffee. I glanced at my feet. “Look, tonight we’ll talk.”
“I’ll pick you up.”
Near him, I wasn’t myself. I swallowed. “You don’t have to. Where’s your law office?”
“I work from home mostly.”
Having no boss sounded nice. Many journalists worked for themselves these days. I only said, “Lucky you.” He handed me the coffee, but then he grabbed his keys. My heart sped up. “What are you doing?”
“Driving you.”
Near him, I was out of sorts. I needed space, so I shook my head. “I want today to be normal. I’ll come back.”
He sighed and walked me to his garage. “Here, take one of my cars.” He had ten cars. They cost more than I made in a year.
I didn’t argue but decided on the black Mercedes. It at least blended the most with other cars on the road as I hated being obvious with money. He gave me the keys and opened the garage door for me.
“Benny?”
He gently squeezed my arm. “Yeah?”
Half of me wanted to tell him I loved him, but I would never do that. I didn’t need to addle my brain with sex. I cupped his face. “Last night… thank you for not overreacting.”
He kissed my cheek, and my body melded into him. I needed him.Damn.
I waved and hopped into the car, which started with the push of a button. The black leather seats were comfortable, and once I fixed the legroom, it was like I was cocooned in luxury. The drive to my office building was smooth, and I didn’t care about traffic. I was in heaven, wrapped in steel designed for an easy ride. I parked in the employee parking lot and double-checked that I’d locked the doors. The last thing I needed was to ruin anything of Benny’s.
No one saw me in the elevator, but as I made it to my desk, my friend Nellie, who sat in front of me, whistled and came over. She picked up my hand and gazed at the diamond. “What is this, Carrie?”
I’d intended to leave the heavy ring at home, but I’d forgotten. Heat rose to my cheeks as I took my hand back. “The reason I took the day off.”
She squealed as she hugged me. “You got engaged?”
I shook my head. “I got married.”
She returned to her desk and leaned forward. “That dinner date with your ex must have been amazing.”
I turned on my computer to write my report. “Benny and I were… friends for a long time.”
“Congrats,” she said and turned her attention to her work.