threatened to bring your parents to the house and get
you in trouble because you drove me to the
institution," I warned.
"I'll risk it," he said. "Why was she so angry
anyway?"
"Because I found out what she had done to my
uncle," I said. "That's the main reason."
"It's so unfair for you to suffer anything at this
time," he said, and our eyes locked for a moment. "I could leave you two alone for a while,"
Gisselle suggested when she saw the way we were
gazing at each other. "I'll even go to the top of the
stairway and be a love sentry."
I was about to protest, when Beau thanked her.
He closed the door softly and came to sit beside me on
the bed and put his arm around my shoulders. "My poor Ruby. You don't deserve this." He
kissed my cheek. Then he looked around my room
and smiled. "I remember being in here once before . .
when you tried some of Gisselle's pot, remember?" "Don't remind me," I said, smiling for the first
time in a long time. "Except I do remember you were
a gentleman and you did worry about me."
"I'll always worry about you," he said. He
kissed my neck and then the tip of my chin before
bringing his lips to mine.
"Oh Beau, don't. I feel so confused and troubled
right now. I want you to kiss me, to touch me, but I
keep thinking about why I am here, the tragedy that
has brought me back."
He nodded. "I understand. It's just that I can't
keep my lips off you when I'm this close," he said. "We'll be together again and soon. If you don't
get up to Greenwood during the next two weeks, I'll