The Best Man novel Chapter 76

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"I no longer had his numbers", I said in my defense, but it was a little white lie, I still had his unsaved numbers from all those times he was trying to reach out to me

"That's good, that better stay that way", he said a while calmer than he was five seconds ago. "By the way I called your parents, they're on the way to pick you up"

"Noooooo", I whined, covering my face in my hands. "Tristan, you know how my mother is. She's not going to let me work at all"

"That's kinda the whole point", Nathan added. "The doctor gave you three weeks at home so that you can rest"

"Three?!", I nearly jumped from the bed. "Three weeks is a lot, even one week is enough, I'll rest I promise, but I really need to work on a pitch for next week"

"Doctors orders Liv. Three weeks", Tristan scowled at me. "And we'll all be making sure that there's no work in sight for you"

"You've successfully just killed me", I complained, plobbing back on the bed, and they exchanged looks

"Your life comes first though"

"I know, I know", I sulked, folding my hands in a protest. "I need to rest"

"Good", Tristan took another sip of his coffee. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go take out some trash"

By trash, he meant Greg, leaving me alone with Nathan and I heaved a sigh as he took my hands in his, lifting it up to his lips to gently kiss it

"When I got the call that you're here, I was so worried about you", he said, and I could tell that he was really concerned, but it looked like there was more to his worry that what he was leading on

"I'm going to be okay", I tilted his head up so that he looked at me. "Really"

He nodded his head a little and I could imagine what it must be like for him. Hospitals were also his least favorite place because of Kathy.

"I'm going to be okay, okay?"

"Yeah, I'm going to make sure of that"

"Uh Liv", Tristan appeared at the door again. "This douchebag outside says he's not leaving here without talking to you. I'm requesting authorized permission to beat his ass up"

Nathan and I both exchanged looks, on my side it was my way of asking what are his feelings about this...on his it was just a blank stare at first before he slowly nodded his head

"Do you want to shake on it?", he put out his hand and pulled it back playfully, and I rolled my eyes

"Please stop"

"Okay I'm serious now, let's shake on it", he firmly put his hand out, and I placed mine in his for a firm handshake, and he pocketed his hands as soon as we broke contact, and he looked like he wanted to say something else, but he kept opening and closing his mouth

"Just so you know, I'm really sorry for every thing I put you thorough, and I hope that someday you'll find it in your heart to forgive me"

"Okay", was all I could say because I really didn't know what to say to him besides that. It's not like I hated him, but it would take me a little while to forget what he did to me.

"Okay", he did that nodding with the face thing before he turned on his feet and walked to the door. "Take care of yourself, yeah?"

"You too"

"Cool", I put up a thumbs up, and he smiled a little before he disappeared from sight. All of this had me thinking, then if he wasn't the one who sent me flowers, neither did Nathan nor my Dad...

.......then who did?