Kirsten laughed. She was having such a great time with Sandy. They were set at the same restaurant as the night before; they had just finished their dinner and were now enjoying each others company. She told him everything about her childhood, about when her mum died from cancer. Their conversation had taken a turn, they had gone from telling jokes and embarrassing mistakes they had done when they were teenagers to talk about cancer and absent fathers.
"I just found out my mother suffers from lung cancer" Sandy said and looked down at the table.
"I'm sorry to hear that" she replied.
"My father left the family when I was 3, so I don't really have any memory of him. And mom was never home, she was working all the time, so we practically raised ourselves" he said and now he looked at her, afraid she'd pity him, he didn't want that, he just wanted to be honest with her.
"I think you turned out well, under the circumstances. You said you grew up in the Bronx, right?" she said and smiled.
"Yeah, what about your dad? The richest man in Newport Beach, right?"
"Well, he spoiled both me and my sister, Haylie. She's travelling, a lot, she goes away for a few years and then she comes back and he gives her more money and then she takes off again. I always stayed in Newport, well I went to collage here in Berkeley but when I graduated, mom got sick, so a had to come home again." She explained, she couldn't stop herself, all her feelings about her life just came up.
"Why didn't you leave after she died?" Sandy asked and leaned closer to her over the table. She looked into his eyes and continued.
"I guess…that when I was gone, mom got sick, so I thought that if I left again, something would happen to dad, I mean, he was already upset from mom's death. I was silly, my fear held me trapped there. I was a single mother with no real friend and a very controlling father, he talked me into working with him and…" she said no more. Sandy had taken her hand and she felt the warmth comfort her.
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to" he said
"Shall we go to a bar?" she asked
"Let me just pay first" he smiled.
Lucky for them there was a night club right on the opposite side of the street, so they just crossed the street and went inside the quite big club with a huge dance floor and headed towards the bar. It was not really the kind of place Kirsten had wanted it to be, but it just had to do.
"What do you want?" Sandy asked her when they sat down at the bar. He let go of her hand and waved at the barkeeper.
"Uh…I'll have a 7 & 7" she said.
"And you Mr?" the bar guy asked.
"I'll have a beer, the best you've got" Sandy said and then he turned to Kirsten. She wasn't looking at him, she was looking at all the other guests there, and she felt relived when she realized that there was a lot of people that appeared to be around her age there.
"What are you thinking about?" She jumped a little at the sound of his voice.
"Nothing" she answered shortly and looked down into her drink.
"You never told me your daughter's name" he suddenly said and she looked up at him.
"Rachel" Kirsten said and felt guilty for have been lying to her. Obviously Sandy sensed that something was wrong.
"What is it? And don't say nothing, cause I can see that something's wrong. I've known you, well since yesterday, but I can tell when you're upset" he said and both of them smiled.
"It's just…when you called at lunch, Rachel asked who it was, and I said that it was my dad. Don't you see? I've been lying to my daughter about you!" Kirsten sounded pretty upset, so Sandy ran his hand up and down her back.
"Why?" he asked with a voice so soft and full of concern that she couldn't stop herself.
"Because I didn't know what was going on! I liked you but I didn't know how you felt about me, and she's always wanted me to find a descent man, like you are, but I wasn't sure what was going on and I didn't want to tell her because I don't know how you feel and…God I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" she said all this very fast and he just looked at her confused.
"I'm so sorry" she repeated but fell silent as he touched her cheek. His blue eyes met hers.
"I'm going to tell you how I fell" he said and the next second she felt his warm lips against hers.
"I think I'm in love with you" he said and she drew him closer to her, pressing her lips against his again, this time opening her mouth slightly and letting his tongue enter.
"Then I guess we feel the same" Kirsten said a few minutes later.
Ok, short chapter. More will be up soon, I promise! Please review!