13 Why?

"Sorry to interrupt your 'moment' but I just dropped by to see how you were doing. .and to apologize," Kyle said, standing at the door.

"I'll just give you two some space," JP says as he gets up to leave.

"Can you send someone to come and get my bags in about 30? I think I'll be done then" I said as I propped my pillow.

"Sure my love. I'll be waiting in the car," he said and made his way out.He stopped and shot a hostile look at Kyle and obviously Kyle returned the hostility .You could slice the tension in the room with a butcher's knife.

"What do you want Kyle?!" I said throwing him a more hostile look, "You've come to to lecture me about my slutty ways again?" I mocked.

"Can I sit down," he asked before and I gave him a curt nod.

He looked so hot today-more than usual-which made it difficult to stay mad at him. Or maybe it was just my meds kicking in.He had a rugged look going on and it looked like he hadn't shaved for a while, but it made him look even sexier.He was rocking a dark blue baseball jacket and matching blue jeans that hugged his body like a second layer of skin. His musky cologne wafted through the room and added to his sex appeal. I was such a sucker for a man that smelled fresh, it was my weakness. He was saying something and I was trying to pay attention but he was proving to be such a welcome distraction.

"..I was totally out of line, I'm..."he trailed off, "Maya-are you even listening to anything I'm saying?" He raised his eyebrows quizzically.

"Yes! You were totally out of line," I agreed quickly, feigning anger. "You insulted me. It hurt." I was serious now.

"But you hurt me babe. I put my heart on the line and you turned it into chopped liver without a second thought. I'm man and I know I'm expected to be strong and all that crap but you really pulled a number on me babe. We were connecting and getting on so well. I assumed you and I were on the same page," Kyle said with pain in his eyes, "But I guess I was wrong."

He wanted to reach out and stroke his face but he stood up and started pacing back and forth. Raking his hair in frustration. I could see the pain that I had caused and my heart tore into two. What had I done?

"Kyle..I'm really sorry. Really I am.. I should have said something about JP but- I didn't know how to tell you. But in my defense, I tried to warn you off. I told you that this thing between us would never work. ..I just don't know how to relationship okay!" I sighed in defeat.

"Because you have never tried Maya!" he cried out in exasperation. "Relationships are hard work. It's all about giving not taking. It's supposed to be a joint effort. But you're afraid and I never figured you to be a coward," he said softly as he took my hands and sat down beside me.

"I know that we can be happy together so here's the deal..you wanna hear it?" he stared deep into my eyes and smiled.

My heart skipped a beat. Why did he have to be so damn hot?! I just nodded mutely. I mean who could say no to all that oozing hotness?

"If ever-" he paused dramatically, "Our paths should ever cross again..then I'm not going to let you go easily. I'm going to pursue you with everything I've got until I make you mine. And believe me you will not be able to resist me once I turn on the Kinley charm. You won't have a fighting chance." We both laughed.

"Agreed? Sounds good?" He gave me a heart stopping smile and all I could dowas blush and squirm.

"Do we have a deal Miss Walsh?" he cocked his head trying to gage my facial expression.

"Where do I sign Mr Kinley," I said looking up at him as I gave him my most dashing smile.

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I moved into my new home immediately.It was a double-story, modern design and it was tastefully furnished and consisted of mostly silver, blue and black.I would make a few changes with the decor but otherwise I was satisfied overall. I was still using a crutch to walk around so it was a bit difficult to navigate my way upstairs so I asked the housekeeper toset up my room in the guestroom downstairs.

I called my driver Steve and ask him to drive me to the hospital so that I could check on my "patients". Andrew walked in just then and had a worried look on his face.

"Miss Walsh I'm afraid I have some bad news.."his face dropped.

"What is it? I asked, trying not to panic.

"There's been an accident..it's Kyle..,"he said.

"What??" I cried out in shock.

"He had a head on collision on his way to a photo shoot... He's in pretty bad shape. The doctor's say he may not make it," he stated.

"Was he alone?" I queried.

"Yes.." Andrew replied.

"I need to see him!" I said urgently. "Let's go."

I was overcome with shock. Then guilt flooded my mind. Then it was a cocktail of both. Andrew helped me into the car and gave the driver instructions on where to take us. My emotions were all over the pace and it was so hard for me to keep it together. Why were all these things happening? A series of bad events. I don't know how much more I could take. . Why did it always take a tragedy for you to realize just how much you care about someone?

He can't die. He just can't!