Owen was motionless, frowning, waiting patiently for me to speak, before asking any more questions.
I took my time.
“It’s cancer, of all things. Kind of cliché, I know, but…” I shrugged. The tears were clouding my vision again. “I don’t know what to do. I shouldn’t be here. I thought… I thought I was doing this for him. I thought I was on a mission for my brother! But it just feels like I’m doing this for myself. Like I’m taking a vacation from him. I’m being so ridiculous.”
“No, no, you’re not.” He was dead serious, as if the news hit him just as hard as it had hit me when I first heard it. “I think you are very brave, and selfless. It takes balls to do what you did, Sydney. If I knew from the start, I wouldn’t have made you come here. I’m sorry.” He kissed me.
“Don’t be,” I said. “You’ve done nothing wrong.”
“Neither have you.” I looked out the windows, at the beach in the distance, thinking. He said, “Do you want to go back to Chicago?”
“No. That’s the problem.”
“I see. I have another idea, and I’m not sure how you will take it, so… Either way. I really enjoyed our time together. I know it was short, but I feel really good when I’m with you, and I don’t just mean the sex.”
“Although that doesn’t hurt, does it?” For the first time, I could smile.
“Hell no it doesn’t. So, what would you say if I offered you to stay here with me for a while longer?”
The idea excited me, which is why it hurt so much to refuse. I was speechless for a moment, then said, “I’d love to, I, really, but I can’t. I have work, and I can’t afford to miss any more days. I have to take care of Declan!”
“I’ll take care of everything baby. I’ll call your work right now and handle it. And don’t worry about Declan. Just stay here, and I’ll take care of it. I have friends at the Mayo Clinic. And let me worry about the bills. It’s not a big deal.”
“What do you get in exchange?”
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Owen
“Thirty days, all the sex I want. No strings attached. You stay, I pay for everything. You never have to worry about your brother’s treatments again.”
I held Sydney’s hands in mine, waiting for her reply.
I knew this whole proposition was insane, but maybe the island was good for us.
For both of us.
I could run from the DA and she could get a break from taking care of her sick brother.
Fucking cancer, why couldn’t they just find a cure for it already? Whenever I did get back to the States I was going to knock some heads at some pharmaceutical companies. Young kids didn’t need that shit in their lives.
Finally, after minutes of contemplating it, she said, “I want you to promise me. If you are serious about this, Owen, you have to promise. This is not a joke. This is my family.”
“I promise you. I will take care of it. Will you stay with me for a little longer?”
She nodded and fell into my arms again.
Thank God for money.
“Now, let’s eat some pancakes and then I’ll make a few calls and get this all taken care of.”
She smiled at me. “I thought you’d never ask.”
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“How do you feel about boats?” I asked, munching on what was left of our breakfast a couple days later. We were sitting outside on the veranda enjoying the weather.
“You have a boat? What am I saying, of course you have a boat! I haven’t been on one for years, but I’m totally game.”