Page 75 of Bound by Love
“Just a sec, guys,” Brie said, digging out her phone to text.
Would you be interested in a possible scene with Mary Wilson?
Why?
She could use some focus in her life.
Rytsar took a few seconds to reply.
Is she still surly?
Yes
Okay
Brie giggled at his response, knowing he would have some fun with her.
“Hey, Mary, Rytsar’s all healed up from the surgery. Would you be interested in a session with him?”
“Maybe.”
Brie suspected she was chomping at the bit but was trying to play it cool.
“I hope you know what you are doing, Brie,” Lea stated, looking at Mary worriedly. “He’s all about pushing buttons. Relentless about it, really.”
Mary crossed her arms, saying nothing as her gaze returned to Liam. Brie noticed the poor guy shifting uncomfortably under her intense stare.
Brie understood that the prickly persona Mary projected out in the world hid how wounded she was inside. She hoped there would come a day when Mary wouldn’t need to hide anymore.
Written in the Sky
Afew weeks later, Brie was struck by a sudden hankering for one of Master Anderson’s delicious grilled cheese sandwiches, so she walked down to the small grocery store near their apartment to get the ingredients.
While she was perusing the bread aisle, she looked up and swore she saw Liam standing at the checkout counter. “Hey, Liam!” she called as she walked toward him.
When he didn’t respond, she called out again, feeling a little embarrassed as she drew nearer, wondering if she’d been mistaken. “Liam?”
He turned around with a pack of Winston cigarettes in his hand, looking startled to see her. “Hey…”
“What are you doing in my neck of the woods?”
He smiled awkwardly. “I…had an errand to run. What about you?”
She held up her basket. “Just getting supplies for dinner.”
“Ah…”
Feeling awkward, she didn’t really know what to say without Lea there, and the two of them stood in uncomfortable silence.
Glancing at the cigarettes in his hand, she smiled. “Funny that you have Winstons there.”
“Why’s that?”
She giggled “You know, the story about how Sir and I met?”
“Oh, yeah, right. I remember now.”
She looked to the clerk, grinning. “You wouldn’t happen to have Treasurer cigarettes, would you?”
