Hey guys! Thanks so much for all the reviews and I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to update...I've had one family crisis after another and with college classes I haven't had the time...hopefully coming up I'll have more and try to update more often...Hope you guys like this part...!
The next day was thankfully Saturday and when Martin woke up he could hear the rain pounding down onto the roof of the small apartment. He was lying on his side with his arm around Ruthie, whose body fit perfectly in his embrace.
Shaking his head at the random thought he got up from the bed and headed for the kitchen to make her breakfast, a breakfast that would hopefully be a great start to his apology.
After he had finished cooking he went to wake her up so she could eat. He stood for a minute watching her as she slept before reaching over and shaking her gently. When she didn't move or open her eyes he sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Ruth. Ruthie. Wake up." Martin cajoled softly, brushing away a curl that had fallen across her face.
"I'm awake." She informed him, her voice hoarse but her eyes still closed.
"I made you breakfast." Martin told her, wishing she would open her eyes and look at him so he could tell what she was thinking.
"Why?" Ruthie questioned, figuring that Martin had simply done it because he felt guilty for what he had said last night.
Well, it's kind of an apology." Martin answered, keeping his voice low and praying that Ruthie wouldn't yell at him for trying to get back in her good graces with food.
"Look Martin, if you feel bad about what you said last night don't. You were right. I don't know how you feel, I couldn't. I shouldn't have assumed to." Ruthie said, her words running together as she spit them out.
"No I was wrong and I do feel bad. And I'm really sorry. You are the best friend that I have ever had and I was a complete jerk last night." Martin explained, hoping that Ruthie would believe him.
"Really?" She asked, finally opening her velvety brown eyes to look at him.
"Really. And I thought about what you said to me last night and it makes sense. That doesn't mean the whole situation doesn't bother me anymore, but you were right. I think I just need a little time to come to terms with the idea. I just hope you'll stick with me and let me know if I'm being mean or unreasonable. I really do value your opinion Ruthie." Martin told her, the words flowing easily now that he was no longer so angry.
"Of course I will. That's what best friends are for, right?" Ruthie promised, sitting up and wrapping her arms around Martin's neck.
"Absolutely." Martin agreed, as he pulled Ruthie closer and returned her hug as he whispered in her ear, "So does this mean I'm forgiven?"
"I'll have to think about that." She teased, laughing as Martin began tickling her.
