N: I have to move things along so many other important things can start happening. I don't know if this chapter makes sense, let's hope it does. It's been a busy day so I had to hurry to finish it. Also, I know I'm not fully revealing a few things yet but I want them to come out when the time is right.

Any and all mistakes are mine.


Sleeping had proved to be a problem again last night. There were no dreams, only me lying awake. It was almost like Bo had said, the Sandman didn't visit me. All I wanted was one full night's sleep, but that was proving to be very difficult. Every time I closed my eyes I saw his face, his stench drifted around me like he was standing in the room with me, and not lying in a grave somewhere where he belonged. But that wasn't the only face that haunted me last night, Danny never left me. His bloodied face with sad eyes that begged me to pull the trigger kept poking at my sane state. His soft moans of pain drifted through my ears like he was really lying there next to me, and I couldn't do anything about it. I had sleeping pills in my bag that my doctor had prescribed for me, but I didn't see the point in drinking them, they wouldn't solve the problem, they would just cause me to ignore my thoughts, and I needed to face them if I wanted to get better. But I still had my fears, and I feared that my current worst enemy would be getting enough sleep and keeping those dreams away.

So now I stood in front of my mirror, staring at myself with a frown. I had no strength to start this day and honestly, I just wanted to retreat to my spot in the woods so I could have some time to myself where I wasn't in hearing range. I wanted to scream, cry, and laugh all at once. I just wasn't sure which one I was supposed to do first. I shoved my diary to the bottom of my bag as well last night, I didn't want to write in it anymore because every time I did all I wrote about was how bad I was doing. I wanted to focus more on the positive. I had spent all those months of my life recovering physically and emotionally, but I was done feeling sorry for myself, I wanted to do better.

I heard a slight knock on my door, followed by my mother's soft voice as she called out to me. I went to the door, and opened it slowly, "Good morning."

My mother smiled, greeting me with happiness as she stepped into my room, "I'm going to the country club in fifteen minutes, will you be joining me?"

I inhaled deeply, debating with myself if I really wanted to spend my day at the country club when my mother was going to work the whole time anyway. But I could see the desperation in her eyes, she wanted me there with her, and I knew it was because she wanted to keep an eye on me. I smiled, "Sure, just let me grab something to eat first."

"Not needed my love," she said as she made her way to the door again, "I've arranged for breakfast. Also, sweetheart, Dyson left with your father, go and ask Bo if she wants to join us, she's in the dining room. The girl hasn't seen the club and I would love to have her there."

I nodded and closed the door as soon as she left, my heart beating faster now. If Bo was coming too then maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I grabbed my phone and put on some perfume before I went downstairs. I could hear my mother talk to Frank outside, setting up a driving schedule. I smiled at her need to control every situation, it was frustrating and satisfying all in the same sense. I rounded the corner into the dining room, spotting Bo sitting at the table behind her laptop, she was typing away at something, with a frown that was actually quite adorable. I knocked lightly on the wall, pulling her eyes from her computer to me, and immediately a smile replaced her frown.

Did this woman ever stop smiling? I walked into the room and took a seat across from her, "Are you busy today or do you have time to accompany me and my mother to the country club?"

Bo's smile faded, and she looked down at her work, "Did Dyson ask you to invite me?"

I frowned, shaking my head, "No he didn't." That caused her to look at me again, so I continued, "Honestly, it would mean a lot to me if you came along, I'm sure my mother is going to be too busy to spend time with me. I'm going to need someone there with me." I winked at her.

And there it was, her smile returned, but not just any smile, it was the one I had only seen once, the one with that dimple on her cheek that sent me chewing the inside of my own cheek. She nodded and closed her laptop. We stood up together when my mother called us from outside, she was clearly in a hurry. When Bo stood, I noticed her outfit, and that she looked great today. Her shirt made her toned arms look good and her hair was up in a ponytail, showing off her long neck. I smiled nervously at her as we walked outside together, Frank and my mother were already in the car, ready to go. Bo and I got in the back, and we were on our way. The country club was about ten minutes away from here, and it was my mother's pride and joy. She had been the owner of it for over ten years and it was still the talk of the town. It only made sense that we would have the party there tomorrow, it was easily accessible to everyone and it had the perfect vibe.

While we drove, I found it difficult not to glance at Bo, and to do it without my mother noticing, because she was constantly checking on me. I knew my mother was worried about me, but for once in my life I really needed her to back off and not pay attention to me because she was making my forbidden attraction worse. I couldn't help myself, Bo was attractive and there was something about her that made me want to be in her company all the time, and that had me admiring her beauty every two seconds. Luckily she was staring at the scenes as they passed us by so she had no idea of the battle I was fighting, and it was good because I had no right to feel these things towards her. But I also couldn't deny the fact that Bo was the first woman I had found interesting in a very, very long time, and I wasn't sure how I was going to handle that. My attraction towards women was something I hadn't addressed with my family, they were so traditional they just wouldn't understand, and my mother gave up finding me a suitor a long time ago when all I did was show them the door. It was a subject that never needed to be brought up, because after college I never found someone again, which was why the whole idea of Bo was scaring me.

We pulled up at the main gates, cruising onto the beautiful grounds of the club. My mother was giddy with excitement as she stepped out and shouted at people carrying trays with wine glasses into the huge hall. I smiled as Bo and I got out of the car, she came around to my side, smiling just as wide, "This place is breathtaking."

I nodded, taking in my surroundings. Beautiful buildings were situated on these grounds, eating halls, sleeping quarters, dancing halls, golf courses, swimming pools, tennis courts, the works. I could truly say that my mother had outdone herself with this place because it was a smashing success. I glanced at Bo who was standing quite close to me, and the slight breeze we were experiencing caused the most amazing smell of vanilla to drift from Bo to my nose, and it was like a train hit me. I fidgeted nervously with my hands, smiling at her to try and hide the blush that wanted to rear its ugly head, "I hope you haven't eaten because my mother has arranged for breakfast."

Bo nodded with gleaming eyes, "Luckily I haven't, and I'm starving."

And with that we left my mother to do her business since she had already gone off on her own mission, giving out orders and what not. I directed Bo to the nice little café, and we got seated right away. I felt satisfied, my mother's personnel knew their story and I was happy to see such quick service because Bo and I hadn't even been seated for ten minutes and we already had drinks on our table. I was drinking tea, and Bo was drinking coffee, of course, she was a coffee person. I shook my head at my feeling of jubilance just because I knew her beverage preference, I was being silly. I smiled at Bo, "What are you in the mood for?" I asked while scanning my menu.

Bo did the same, her eyes running over the menu. I took the chance to look at her hands again. I couldn't get over the fact that Bo had such beautiful hands, it amazed me and it was becoming one of my favourite things about her. She hummed, "Well I can't decide on chocolate chip pancakes with french toast, or the colonel breakfast."

My mouth fell open at her words. Did Bo really just point out the two biggest breakfast options on the menu? I felt my heart twist as butterflies flipped shit, in a good way. This woman had a healthy appetite and, I loved that! I smiled widely at her, "I think I'll match you with those pancakes and french toast. You have a good eye."

Bo nodded in agreement, "I know, why do you think I'm letting you sit with me?"

I chuckled, shaking my head at her and put in our orders. The waiter shuffled off quickly and I gripped my tea. I found myself wanting, no, craving to know more about Bo. So I leaned back, eyeing her intently, "Tell me more about yourself Bo."

My request seemed to have caught her off guard because she gave me an amused smirk as an answer before she spoke, "What do you want to know?"

"Anything," I said, waving my hand around, "Something true to you."

She raised her brows, taking a few seconds to think about my words, before she nodded and leaned back as well, smiling at her answer, "Well, my full name is Ysabeau Dennis."

"Ysabeau," I said, as if tasting it on my tongue, "It's a unique name, who gave you the nickname?"

She smiled sincerely, seeming to drift off to the past for a second, "My grandmother, granny Dennis as I used to call her. When I was born, my mother told her the name and she said it was too serious for a little girl, so she gave me the nickname Bo, and it stuck."

I listened, nodding when she finished, "I think granny Dennis and I would have gotten along just fine."

"Why?" She asked, raising a brow while she stared at me with soft, gleamy eyes.

"Because, Ysabeau is a beautiful name, but Bo fits you, it's cute."

The last word slipped out of my mouth before I could even stop it, and my eyes widened as soon as I realised what I had said. But Bo didn't seem phased by it, she accepted it like me complimenting her was a regular, natural thing, and immediately that dreaded feeling of fear returned. Luckily our food arrived, saving me from my stupidity.

Bo eyed her food with hearty eyes and rubbed her hands together, "Are you ready to dig in?"

I smiled at her, "Whenever you are, but you still have to tell me something more about you."

Bo nodded, picking up her cutlery, "How about this, I tell you something about me, and you tell me something about you. That means it's your turn now because I already shared."

I glared at her, "Once again, you're evil."

She laughed, shrugging playfully and popped a bite of her pancakes into her mouth, and when she got a bit of chocolate syrup on her lip, I felt compelled to reach over and wipe it off, but I couldn't and it frustrated me to the point of no return. Luckily she did and it stopped bothering me. Throughout breakfast, I managed to avoid the sharing game when I diverted her mind with questions about her photography. The moment I asked her about it, her face lit up like I had never seen it before, and she rambled on about her love of nature and how she took numerous photography courses. She impressed me, she knew her story and she still took photos every now and then. That told me she really did love photography because she didn't leave her camera on a shelf when she started her job.

I was two bites away from finishing my breakfast, and Bo was leaning back in her chair, rubbing her stomach, I smiled, "So you work in law, which department exactly?"

"I'm a prosecutor in common law. I wanted to settle for civil first, but I love the drama and common law is just so much more exciting. I'm considering a job offer in Canada at the moment."

I nearly choked on my food when Bo said her last sentence, I swallowed down hard and took a sip of water, "You're really considering moving to Canada?"

"Yes," she said, nodding as she reached for her water, "Toronto to be exact."

I felt my heart sigh, internally slapping me left and right. I lived in Toronto. I smiled at Bo, "Well, if you happen to accept the offer, I live in Toronto, so I'll be happy to show you around."

Bo's eyes widened, "Why do you keep surprising me, Lewis?"

I couldn't deny the fact that I enjoyed it when Bo called me Lewis. It was playful and something different for once. I shrugged, "I told you I'm awesome when we went out for the ride."

She chuckled, and when the waiter came to our table, we let him clear our plates. I smiled at Bo, "Are you ready for some sightseeing?"

Bo pulled a face, rubbing her stomach, "I'm never lazy, but I'm afraid walking will not be my best friend with all of the food I just ate."

I laughed at Bo and lead her out of the café, "Don't worry about it. We can take the golf cart." I said as I pointed at a few resting in front of the cafe.

I saw a look of relief cross her features, and I smiled. I sent my mother a text to let her know that I was stealing one for the day and got in the cart with Bo. I turned to her, "So, where to madam? The enchanted garden or the river?"

Bo shook her head, smiling, "Surprise me, kind soul, take me on an adventure:"

I nodded, "Alrighty then."

And off we went, I decided to take Bo to the river first, where we threw some stones and chatted about this and that. We kept the conversation light and I enjoyed it. Bo looked great while doing everything, from picking up a leaf to laughing at one of my stupid jokes, she was having fun and it was making me feel satisfied because she didn't look upset like she did this morning. I was enjoying this day more than I thought I would, and it was Bo who made it so entertaining. She had the dryest sense of humour and had me laughing straight out my stomach many times. Next, I took her for a drive through the golf course and we had a milkshake near the water, I learned another one of her preferences and that was that she loved lime milkshakes. Something I couldn't agree on because chocolate was the way to go, but it made her even more unique, and I enjoyed that about her. She was different, a good different.

We cruised on the grounds of the club, and I wanted to know how the hall was coming along for tomorrow, so we went there, and I parked the cart. Bo and I got out, and small pebbles crunched under our feet as we walked to the entrance. When we entered, I heard my mother shouting something at someone. She seemed a bit frustrated, but that was understandable. The hall looked great, large round tables with black and white coverings made the place look like a five-star event. I glanced at the silver chandelier hanging from the ceiling, it was new, the last time I was here it had been different. It was a nice change.

Bo nudged me with her elbow, "This place looks amazing."

I nodded, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Yes it does, but my mother doesn't think so."

Bo frowned, eyeing me, "How do you know that?"

I motioned at my mother, "See how she is standing with her hands on her hips, foot tapping while she's staring daggers at everyone? That means she is not satisfied and she's probably going to change something big."

Bo laughed slightly, "You can read people well then. Is there anything you can't do?"

"Well, I can't speak Spanish." I said flatly, shrugging as I looked around the hall.

Bo shook her head, "You're impossible."

"Lauren!" My mother shouted rather nervously as she walked over to us. Her heels echoed through the hall. She stopped in front of us, out of breath, "I need you, girls, to do me a favour."

I looked into her pleading eyes and nodded, "Of course mom."

She sighed, "Listen, the delivery boys took the wine to the wrong hall which means it's on the other side of the club, and the ice is in the wrong bloody kitchen. Will you girls please help me to get everything back here."

I smiled, nodding, "We'll take care of it."

My mother thanked us and went back to work. So I escorted Bo outside, "Okay so, I'll go to the far end of the club and you'll go to the kitchen."

Bo nodded, "Sounds good, but where's that?"

I chuckled as we got back in the cart, "I'm going to drop you off there so you can give them the orders and see to it that they take the ice to the right place. Then I'll come to pick you up." I held out my hand to her, "Let me give you my number, then you can let me know when you're done."

Bo narrowed her eyes at me and smirked, grabbing her phone from her back pocket and placed it in my hand. I typed my number in quickly and handed it back to her. And off we went. I dropped her off at the kitchen and head to the other hall. The cart didn't really have an impressive speed, but I went with it and before I knew it, I was at the hall. I got out of the cart and marched up to the driver, "Did you guys receive word that you're at the wrong post?"

I frowned at how I just used military terms. The young man nodded, "Yes ma'am, but we don't know where to go because this place has like four halls."

I smiled at him, completely understanding their mistake, the country club was a big place, "Get in and follow me."

We started up our vehicles and took the road back to the right hall. The ride back seemed to be taking longer than I thought it would. I drove silently when I felt my phone vibrate, and immediately I knew who it was. I smiled and answered, "All done?"

"Done and dusted Lewis, I'm ready to be transported."

I smiled at Bo's playfulness, "I'm on my way, sit tight."

I stopped and let the guys know where they were supposed to go and then made my way to Bo. She was sitting on the grass when I reached the kitchen, and I couldn't help but smirk when I stopped next to her, "You look like a lost preschooler."

She glared at me with a half smile and got up, claiming her seat next to me again. We made it back to the hall and saw my mother giving orders again at the delivery boys, she looked a little calmer right now. I smiled and faced Bo, "It's around four now, we still have an hour left for sightseeing. Any requests?"

Bo nodded excitedly, "You never showed me the enchanted garden. It was something like that I think."

I nodded as well, "Good point, let's go then."

We cruised down the stoned path, pointing at various birds as we spotted them. I noticed that Bo was really enjoying herself, this happy face was much better than the awkward one around Dyson I saw yesterday right before and after we went horse riding. She was calm, open, happy and chatty. It led me to believe that this was the best side of Bo someone could ever see, and it was amazing. Her dimple was constantly present in our conversation, it was one of the things that made her natural sexy movements softer. Bo had this vibe dancing around her that oozed intensity and sexiness, I had no other words to explain it. We came to a stop where the green board indicated that we had arrived at our destination and I was excited to enter the garden, it had been so long.

Bo and I got out, and I smiled at her, "Afer you."

She nodded and entered the garden and I followed. Immediately we were surrounded by large shrubs that stood high from the ground, vines growing above us and flowers all around. This garden was a maze, an easy one, but it was absolutely beautiful and intense. It was one of those places that made you calm down and think about your life. Bo was all smiles as she looked at everything around her, we walked slowly around the different twists and turns that existed in this area. I could feel that there was some sort of atmosphere around us, and I couldn't quite place it.

"You never held up your end of the deal Lauren." She said softly, looking at the flowers to her left.

I was wondering when she was going to say something about that. I sighed, raking my brain for something to say, and I smiled, "Well since you started with your name, did you know I have a middle name?"

Bo glanced at me, raising a brow, "Please do tell."

"My middle name is Amelia. My mother thought it good that her name gets carried on as well." I laughed slightly, "I think she wants a part of her to be continued, which I agree with, it's not fair that only my father's name can be carried forward."

Bo nodded, "I agree with that, I wouldn't want my name to die down either."

I smiled, liking the fact that she stood on that level with equality. I nudged her, "Your turn."

"Uhm." She pondered, pressing her lips together, "That camera in your room seems to be a classy lady, do you think she will pose a threat to any newcomers, not of the metal kind?"

I frowned as I glanced at Bo, finding her question rather strange, and I was afraid I knew exactly what she was saying, "That wasn't something about you."

"Rules are meant to be broken aren't they?"

I forced my eyes away from her, walking around the corner into an area with a pond, surrounded by yellow and blue flowers. I gazed at Bo as we came to a stop by the water, watching the koi fish swim around, "I don't think so, it depends."

"On what?" She asked rather quickly, resting her hands on the rim of the pond to get a better look.

I sighed, following her movements, "Why did you act like we hadn't met when Dyson introduced us?"

She glanced at me, swallowing as she blinked a few times, "You didn't answer my question."

I stood up then, and she followed me, "I can say the same about you."

I watched as a wicked smile spread across Bo's face, her eyes gleaming with excitement. I found myself standing quite close to her, and it made my heart start beating a bit faster. Her scent danced around me again, her brown eyes boring into mine like she had something to say. She tipped her head to the side, "I'm thirty-one."

What did she just say? I narrowed my eyes at her attempt to suddenly change the subject. She seemed nervous now, and I inhaled deeply, "Smooth." I said as I turned around and walked to the next exit, stopping before rounding the corner, "Guess we're the same age."

It wasn't long until Bo was at my side again, smiling widely, "You don't say."

"What, I don't look my age?"

Bo smiled, "You look younger honestly."

I shook my head at her, she was avoiding my question the best she could. I looked at the plants that were found in this part, smiling as leaves rustled slightly because of the light breeze, it was calming. Then I spotted something, flowers that held the exact definition of the woman standing next to me. They were a deep purple colour, an intense colour. I walked over to them slowly, Bo followed naturally and on a whim, I picked one, knowing that if Bo really loved nature she would know what I was trying to say. I held the flower out to her, swallowing dryly and she took it, giving me a cautious smile, "Calla Lilies."

I nodded and kept walking slowly, giving her no time to reply. I didn't possess the confidence to straight up tell Bo that I thought she was beautiful, and the flower represented beauty since it was named after a Greek word that meant beauty. The fact that Bo knew which flower it was meant she knew what I was trying to tell her, I just couldn't bring myself to actually voice it, because this woman, whom I was undoubtedly attracted to, was my brother's girlfriend. But Bo didn't follow me, she stood at her place, "Lauren." She called out to me.

I stopped walking and turned around. She smiled softly at me. Bo opened her mouth to say something, and I waited in anticipation, but she seemed to be struggling to find her words, "Lauren I-"

Just then, my phone started ringing, cutting off her words. A look of disappointment crossed her features, and I rolled my eyes, slipping my phone out of my back pocket. My mother was calling and I answered quickly, learning that she wanted to go home, saying that something needed her attention. I issued a quick goodbye and looked at Bo, swallowing dryly when she was staring at the ground.

"We have to go, my mother is ready to head home."

Bo nodded and turned around, I fell into stride next to her, raking my brain for something to say. She hopped into the cart with an expression I couldn't read, and instantly I regretted what I had done. It was stupid of me to pull something like that, especially after I had only known Bo for a few days. Maybe it was all just my imagination, the tension I felt when I was in her company, but it couldn't have been my imagination. How was it possible to get along with someone that quickly? I drove us back to the car with my mind running rampant, thinking about how I just made Bo completely uncomfortable and how she was probably going to tell Dyson. I avoided her when we got into the car, not glancing at her while we drove home. My mother was giddy with excitement as she rambled on about this and that and how excited she was about tomorrow. I only participated in the conversation with slight nods here and there and smiled every time she looked back at me.

I felt stupid for my behaviour.

When we arrived home my mother hopped out and practically ran inside the house, excited to tell my father everything she had prepared. I got out slowly, Bo gave me a tight smile as we walked silently to the house. She was fiddling with the flower, and it was making me even more nervous. When we entered the house, I closed the door softly behind me. Bo and I were standing in between the two pillars, quite close to each other, in silence as we stared at each other. I was having trouble breathing, because not only did I just pull something stupid back there, but I quite possibly could have pushed Bo away from me. I wanted to ask her what she was thinking, I was having trouble reading her, she was such a complex woman, something I was starting to love about her, but just this once I wanted to know.

"Lauren?" That was when someone scared the shit out of me. Her voice was all too familiar.

Both Bo and I looked to the side, and who I saw made me want to cry, and laugh all at the same time. I frowned, "Tamsin?"

The only thing I felt in this moment was Bo tensing next to me, and my own body erupting with happiness. I left Bo's side and practically ran to the bottom of the stairs where Tamsin was smiling at me, and her arms fell open to accept the embrace she knew was coming her way. I reached her and wrapped my arms around her neck, inhaling deeply to get the soft natural smell of my best friend whom I had missed dearly during these two years. I half laughed from joy and pulled out of the hug with tears in my eyes.

Tamsin rolled her eyes playfully with a smile, "Guess who Bitch."

I laughed again, wiping at a stray tear as it escaped, "I can't believe you came."

"Well believe it." Tamsin smiled and looked past me, then her smile intensified and she walked to Bo, "You must be Bo. Dyson has told me a lot about you. Welcome to the family Dennis." She raised her hand in greeting, and Bo looked like she had seen a ghost while she shook Tamsin's hand.

I felt stupid for making things worse for Bo in that moment, because not only did she have things with Dyson that obviously needed to be sorted out, now she had my little stunt to analyse and Tamsin's words of our family to haunt her. I shook my head, my stomach doing the twist like it was on a seventies dance show as I tried to think of a way to make this easier for Bo. Her happy brown eyes were fearful now, and it was not the look I wanted to see when I stared at them, she didn't deserve that.

Dyson came walking down the hall, doing his out of the throat nature call he invented with Tamsin many years ago, and she returned it, turning around and high fived him. I smiled at two of them interacting and teasing one another like they were kids. They had been best buddies since I introduced Tamsin as my best friend in college, they had this instant connection and they were like twins, it was strange that Dyson and I shared the same best friend since we were actually so different, but it didn't bother me much, Tamsin was like family to both of us.

Dyson smiled, "So, movie night? All of us, ten minutes?"

Tamsin nodded, "Roger that."

They looked at me and Bo, and both of us just nodded. I watched then as Dyson walked over to Bo, gently taking her elbow so they could head upstairs, and Bo glanced at me, with longing eyes that made me want to be alone with her again. I watched them walk upstairs until they were out of sight.

Tamsin appeared at my side, "Come on, time to put on pyjamas so we can watch some horrors."

I rolled my eyes and laughed at her as we headed upstairs to get ready, I had missed her more than I thought and I couldn't wait to have some time alone with her so she could tell me everything she had been up to. We made it back downstairs after we both showered and got dressed, Bo and Dyson were already waiting for us downstairs. There was still a vibe hanging around those two, it had me wondering what was really going on between them. We settled on some horror film where the blonde was of course the one who died first, something that angered me since horror movies had this shitty stigma that the blonde woman was supposed to be this blonde bombshell with big breasts that couldn't think for herself and who had to die first. But, all while we were watching the movie, Dyson and Tamsin sat next to each other on one couch, making comments and laughing at people being slaughtered. While Bo and I were seated on the same couch as last night. We kept glancing at each other, not paying much attention to the film, all I could think about was how gorgeous she was looking now, and how beautiful she looked in the garden this afternoon when I gave her that stupid flower only she knew the meaning of. For some reason, right now I didn't regret giving to her anymore. In my opinion, it was totally unacceptable that Dyson made Bo sit next to me, not that I was complaining but still. He was acting like a child in their first relationship, making fun of her for the most stupid reasons and shooting down any ideas she put forth for possible movies, which was unnecessary since Bo suggested many movies way better than the one we were currently watching.

We finished our movie night when we grew tired, Tamsin and Bo had already passed out. I rubbed my eyes and stared at the credits as they rolled over the screen. I snatched the remote off of the coffee table and turned off the TV, grabbing the popcorn bowl along with our glasses and took it to the kitchen. When I returned, Dyson and Tamsin were gone. Immediately I put two and two together that Dyson just made an effort to take Tamsin upstairs before Bo, and I felt my blood start to boil. I glanced at Bo, she was sleeping peacefully, snoring lightly and I was convinced it was the cutest thing I had ever seen. I studied her closely, she was frowning slightly, her pink lips also with a slight pout and my heart melted, only patting me on the back for giving her that flower. I wanted nothing more than to sit down next to her and have her rest her head in my lap so I could play with her hair while she slept peacefully.

Dyson came down the stairs then, scratching his head while yawning. I turned to him, and I couldn't help myself, "What is your problem?"

Dyson frowned, "Excuse me?"

I lowered my voice a bit, not wanting to wake up Bo, "What is your problem? You've been treating Bo like she's not important all night, and what is this shit about taking Tamsin upstairs before her?" I said while pointing at Bo.

He rolled his eyes, "You're imagining things. I'm back to take her to bed now, aren't I?"

"That's not the point Dyson, you're not being fair and you know that. She doesn't deserve the way you're treating her."

"Lauren, what does it matter to you anyway? Bo is my girlfriend I can do as I please."

I raised my brows at him, my eyes widening in the process, was he being serious? I shook my head, "Do you hear yourself? What has gotten into you Dyson, this person, " I said while moving my hands at him, "Is not my brother, what's going on?"

"Lauren."

The word came out in a faint whisper and both Dyson and I looked at a tired Bo, sitting up on the couch, looking tired and ready for bed. She stood up and walked to Dyson, her hand falling to his forearm, "Let's go to bed."

I clenched my jaw, I didn't like this. Bo was trying to keep the peace, I was not afraid of taking on my brother about this, about anything. But especially this because it was Bo we were talking about here. Dyson glared at me and left the room, while Bo eyed me with an expression I really couldn't read, an expression that had numerous emotions exploding deep within me, an expression that had me wanting to pull her into me and hug her until all of this went away.

I watched as she retreated upstairs, shaking her head slightly and I groaned while making my way upstairs as well. I was beyond tired, all I needed was my bed and some rest.

I went to bed with an overflowing mind. This day had been strange. Bo and I really bonded over a day at the country club where it was just us, and I found myself loosening up and becoming relaxed when I was around her. She had this way of drawing out my fun side and I loved that. Bo was something else, she was, astounding, pure, beautiful, bewildering and extraordinary all in one.

I fell asleep with the thought of Bo Dennis, my heart dancing in my chest, giddy with admiration.

And quite frankly, it was scaring the hell out of me, because not only did she now know I thought that about her, but I had raised red flags with Dyson downstairs, something I wasn't prepared for.