Page 8 of Resisting Your Love

A week had passed since the wedding, and Amryn had moved into my house.

This was an experience I didn't like. I never had anyone in my space before the way that she was.

We didn't talk much either. She stayed in the guest bedroom, only coming out to get the takeouts she would order.

That was cool with me. For a minute, I thought we'd be cool since we were talking at the wedding a bit, but when the lawyers got snappy with her, I could see the moment she retreated into her shell.

This was a weird situation we were in. I couldn't blame her for what was happening to us.

It was our parents who did this. If only I could talk to her and tell her that.

Whenever I tried talking to her, she shut me out.

There had to be a way for us to be at least friends.

She just had to be open to it. I wouldn't kiss her ass either for her to talk to me.

I ran a hand down my face as I thought of the small kiss we shared.

It wasn't big at all or anything to talk about.

It was the small spark I felt when our lips touched.

It was one I had never felt before while kissing.

It had thrown me off, and it still had me feeling funny.

I didn't know why it did. One thing I didn't do was relationships.

If I did do them, it would be when I was much older.

I was too young to settle down right now.

I stood at my kitchen window, looking at my backyard. Nothing stared back but grass. I kept saying I was going to put a pool in the back, but I hadn't done that yet. I needed something to do. There were no tattoo appointments booked for today, so there was no need for me to go to the shop.

Maybe the wife — nah, I wasn't going to go there. She wasn't going to bite my head off if I tried talking to her.

When I heard footsteps coming toward the kitchen, I turned and saw Amryn making her way inside with a worried look on her face. It had me wondering what the problem could be.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

She gnawed her bottom lip, causing me to observe her.

As much as I didn't want to, I was. Amryn was tiny with small curves and was short as hell.

The red sweater she had on clung to her figure, as well as the black tights.

She made the outfit look good. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail out of her face.

Even with her honey-brown face clear of makeup, she still looked breathtaking to me.

One thing I could say was that she wasn't an ugly girl.

"Levi?" she called my name, gaining my attention once again.

Damn, I got caught staring at her. "Yeah? You never told me what was wrong." Even if she did, I wouldn't have known. I was too busy staring at her as if I had that right. Although we were married, that didn't give me that right since it was a loveless marriage.

She crossed her legs and uncrossed them. "I need to go back to my father's house. I left something very important there and am going to need your help to carry it out of the house."

I gawked at Amryn, not at all expecting her to need my help with anything. And the fact that she came to me to tell me that surprised the hell out of me.

"When are you trying to go?" I asked.

"We can go whenever you are ready," she stated, licking her lips.

My eyes had a mind of their own, gazing at those sexy, full lips of hers. "We can go now. I don't have anything to do."

She gave a slight nod. "Okay, cool. Let me grab my shoes then."

After we got the chest box from Amryn's father's house, we headed back to the house. Since we were already out, I thought it would be best to get something to eat, but only if she were up for it. I turned the radio down and tapped her arm. She glanced over at me.

"Before we go back to the house, do you want to go get something to eat?" I asked her.

She arched an eyebrow. "From where?"

I shrugged. "Whatever you are up for. I noticed you were ordering from Dunk's Wings a lot."

She smirked. "Yeah, I love their wings. We can go there."

"Word. Are you always this quiet?" I asked her, trying to make conversation.

She chuckled. "No, not really. I'm known to be quiet because I'm always to myself."

That was something I could understand. "We have three years together. I know both of us not trying to stay in the house for three years muted."

She laughed out loud. "Yeah, I guess not, but what is there to talk about?"

I shrugged. "It's a lot to talk about. We know nothing about each other. We don't have to be mad at one another or want to bite each other’s head off. Yes, all of this has blindsided both of us, but we could be friends if that's what you want."

"I guess you do have a point. It just feels so wrong, you know."

I nodded. "I do, but it's nothing we can change about it. Not yet, anyway."

Amryn sighed. "Was it true what your mother said?" she teasingly asked.

I lifted an eyebrow and looked quickly at her. "What did my mother say?"

"That you would come to their house drunk and get in their pool to skinny dip?"

I groaned, not at all liking the fact that she remembered what my mother told her three days ago. I didn't even know she was paying attention since she was muted. "Uhhh, yeah. I was wild as hell. I'm trying to slow down, though."

She giggled. "That's a crazy thing to do while your parents are at home."

I chuckled. "I didn't care about anything back in the day. My parents spoiled me, so I decided to take advantage of it. When I say I got into a lot of shit, I did."

The only thing Amryn could do was shake her head at me.

The corners of my mouth curled upward into a grin. "What about you? Was you a bad kid?"

"No, I don't think that I was. I can remember getting in trouble for cutting the maid's hair in her sleep."

I burst out laughing. "No, you didn't."

She covered her face with her hands. "I did. For some reason, I didn't like her, and she always told on me. After I cut her hair, she quit. My father was furious with me for that."

I shook my head as I turned into the parking lot of the restaurant. "I didn't do anything like that before."

"No, you were too busy wanting to run around naked and jump in swimming pools."

We shared a laugh while I turned off the car.

Amryn was an alright person. Even if we didn't build anything, that would be fine.

As long as we could talk to each other, that was good enough.

I could see us vibing with one another every now and then.

It was a good thing she wasn't stuck up.

If there was something I hated, it was a stuck-up woman.

While we ate, we continued to get to know each other. Amryn told me about her job at her father's poker lounge, but she hadn't been back since her father dropped the bomb on her about the arranged marriage.

"Are you not scared you're going to get fired?"

She shrugged. "I wouldn't care if I did, but I'm going to start going back. I need that money to start saving."

I nodded, putting my fries in the ketchup. "That'll be a good thing."

"Do you like doing tattoos?"

I grinned with a nod. "Hell yeah. It's something I've wanted to do since I was a youngin'. It's one of the best things I've ever done." I glanced over at the tattoo on her arm. It looked good as hell on her. "When you got your tattoo, you looked down. Why was that?"

She gnawed her bottom lips before she started talking. "I knew about the arrangement when I came there that night. I just didn't know about you. It was about to be a fresh start with me, so I decided why not."

That made sense. "What about the boyfriend?"

I didn't know why I wanted to know about him. Did she break up with him like she knew she was supposed to? I was dead ass when I told her while she was wearing my ring, she was going to break up with him.

She scoffed with a roll of her eyes. "I broke up with him. It's one of the best decisions I made in my life." She didn't go into details, and I didn't pressure her to. "I'm done with relationships."

"I know what you mean. I've said many times that I wouldn't get into one until I was much older."

Amryn picked up a barbecue-flavored wing and bit into it, licking the sauce off her lips.

Damn, she made that look sexy as hell. I exhaled deeply, knowing I shouldn't be going there with her.

She had my head all messed up just by talking to her.

It was probably that damn kiss, too. Nope, I wasn't going there either. It was best to leave all of it alone.

"That's understandable. I know after this arranged marriage is over with, I'll try again."

I scoffed. "That's not something that needs to be on your mind right now. We still have three long years together."

She rolled her eyes. "You know what I meant."

I chortled. "Yeah, I did."

Man, I could vibe with Amryn any time of day and felt like it was only mere minutes we spent talking.

Something I never felt before pierced my heart as I stared at her eating her food.

It was something I didn't understand. It was a warm feeling that stirred deep within me.

Who knew what it meant, but I knew I wanted to continue getting to know her.