Page 39 of Out of Bounds
“You want to go cliff diving?”
“Yeah, but I’d never do something like that because I’m too scared I’d die. And since no one would ever jump off a cliff with me I don’t see that happening any time soon.”
“You should do it anyway.”
“I’ll think about it.”
“Anything else?”
“A giant teddy bear like the kind you win at the carnival, and a popcorn machine.” I chuckle deciding to be funny.
“Bree, come on. You can get that shit any old time. Be serious.”
I roll my eyes at him and take a breath then I think about something more I’d love to do.
“I want to travel.”
“Where?”
“Where this wine is made.” I’m half-joking. I would love to go to Italy, but I couldn’t see myself doing it on my own.
“It’s beautiful there.”
“I can just imagine. I’d love to walk around a vineyard at sunset and visit Juliet’s house. I’d absolutely love to go to Rome and see everything.”
“I could see you doing that. Anything else?”
I shake my head. “Nothing more I can think of now. Why are you so interested in knowing my dreams?”
“Because I don’t have any for myself.”
I raise my brows. “There’s nothing you want?” I find that hard to believe.
“Sure, there are things Iwant. There are a ton of things I want for myself but those aren’t the same as a dreams. Not like you wanting your spa.”
“Does that mean we can talk about the spa now?”
“Yes, now that you’ve given me your pitch, but we need to talk about something else first.”
I give him a narrowed stare. “What? And all of that was my pitch?”
“Yes, to the second question. As to the first, we’re going to talk about Liev. I want to explain myself to you.”
I bite the inside of my lip and the rage I previously felt comes back. “Maybe we shouldn’t talk about that.”
“Why?”
“Because, Ethan, I am still so furious with you. I don’t want to talk about what you did.”
“Well, either we talk about what I want to talk about or I’m sending you right back to Wilmington emptyhanded.” He nods and I bite my tongue.
If he’s talking like this, it must mean he’s contemplating helping me. I just pray he’s not going to screw me over and send me back to Wilmington emptyhanded anyway.
“Fine. Talk away. I don’t see what you could say to me though to make what you did better. There was nothing funny about it. Do you know how scared I was when you started talking shit about Guantanamo Bay?”
“I know. There is definitely no excuse for what I did. I completely abused my powers and rank to screw with you and I am sorry.”
Holy shit. He apologized. Him.
