too good to be true

Chapter 19 (Becky's POV)

I needed my best friend.

And I needed her as fast as possible.

But this day was going at a snail's pace and I was starting to get nervous.

I needed Rachel and her advice.

I was out of my depths with Aron.

He was nothing like all my exes. He was kind and observant.

He paid attention to little things and that left me speechless.

I wanted to say that I was unaffected but I wasn't.

Like I said before, I was out of my depths, so yes I needed a good heart-to-heart with my best friend.

Suddenly Aron's door opened and the man in question came out of his office.

"Do you have any plans for this weekend?"

His question surprised me, which shouldn't really be a surprise anymore since he did this to me at every turn.

I tried to think if I had any plans but came up empty.

"Uhm, I guess I don't. Why?"

A beautiful smile spread across his handsome face and I was only able to stare at him.

How is it not illegal to be this kind of handsome?

"Great. That makes it easier for me. I will pick you up on Saturday at 7 pm. Dress casually, but I do have something special in mind for us. And since you do have plans, well now you do I guess, it makes it easier because I don't have to tell you to cancel them."

With those words, he turned around and went back into his office and I was left staring at his closed door like an idiot with a wide-open mouth.

What in the ever-loving hell just happened?

I pulled my purse closer to me and started searching for my phone in a hurry.

Come on guys now it's EMERGENCY!

I dialed Rachel with shaking hands.

Thank God for once she wasn't busy with my brother.

"Hey, Becky. How is my best friend doing in her new job? Oh, and how was dinner yesterday? "

She was rambling like crazy and right now I didn't have time or patience for this.

"Rach! Please shut up for a second! I need your advice. And I need it badly."

She was quiet for a moment before I got any kind of response.

"Oh, can I speak already? Sorry. We will act like you didn't tell me to shut up, since you know how much I hate to hear those words and I know you are not such an evil bitch. Now to your problem. Sure shoot. What do you need?"

I chuckled at her words.

Sure I knew she hated to hear someone telling her to shut up, but it was the only way to get her attention when she was rambling.

"I can't speak about it right now. Can I come over tonight?"

"You know you can. But why are we not meeting at your house? I know you don't like to come over if Mason is at home because you say your sugar levels rise above sky high."

"Aron is still staying with me."

My words were practically whispered because I was kind of afraid of her reaction and I also didn't want Aron to hear my conversation.

"Speak louder, woman I can't hear you!"

Of course, the only time I had to speak quietly was when my best friend decided to have bad hearing.

"Aron is still staying with me! Did you hear me this time?"

"Damn it! Don't yell at me!"

I sighed in frustration but reminded myself it was just her hormones.

"Like I said. I will come over around 5 OK?"

She agreed and we ended our call.

Now I only had to survive until 5 pm.

A piece of cake right?

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Let me tell you something.

It wasn't a piece of cake. Not at all.

I had to hide each time Aron was coming out of his office or trying to look busy.

Today I couldn't deal with his behavior anymore.

He was just….to perfect for this world.

When the clock showed it was 4.25 it meant I only had 5 more minutes to endure and my leg was nervously bouncing up and down.

At 4.30 I practically sprinted out of the building and hailed a cab that would take me to Rachel's house.

I was there a few minutes early but I didn't care.

I marched right in after ringing the bell.

Since Rachel was expecting me, I knew the door would be unlocked.

I came into the living room only to find Rachel on the sofa watching a movie with a bowl of popcorn in her arms and she was bawling her eyes out.

Hormones.

I sat next to her and realized she was watching Titanic. Again. And like always she was crying.

It wasn't all hormones.

I picked up the remote and turned off the tv.

I needed her help and I needed it fast.

"Hey! I was watching that!"

"And you can return to Jack and Rose once you help me out!"

At that moment Mason walked inside and when he saw us on the sofa he started moving to the stair to give us some privacy but I stopped him.

"Hold on. I might need your insight on some things as well since you are a man."

He stiffened for a moment but made his way to the living room.

When he sat down on the opposite sofa I could see he was ready to kill someone.

"Stop it, Mason. I need you not to lose your shit. And not to kill anyone."

"No promises sis. Spill what's going on!"

"ok. Here goes nothing. Yesterday I slept with Aron. But the problem is he seems too good to be true. Now be honest with me. Is it an act or is he truly so different from anyone I ever dated?"

Mason watched me for a whole minute before he burst out laughing.

I was speechless. I could just stare at my brother like he lost his ever-loving mind.

"ah, sister dearest. No, it is not an act. I swear I tried to corrupt that man but nothing works. I guess it's the way he was raised. But I will be the first to admit you found yourself a real problem. He is not like the guys you are used to dating. Once he sets his eyes on you, you are his and he won't stop at anything to get what he wants. I can't believe I didn't see this turn of events. You two are like a perfect match. But believe me. He is as stubborn as you are, if not even more."

Rachel kept nodding her head at Mason's words and I kept repeating those same words.

"So you say I can trust him?'

They both nodded their heads at my question.

"I like him and that scares me shitless."

Rachel gave me a soft smile and grabbed my hand, giving it a light squeeze.

"It's obvious you like him or you wouldn't be here. But right now I am wondering what you are still doing here. I think a nice man is waiting for you at home."

I jumped to my feet and ran to the door only to realize I forgot to give them both a proper hug goodbye.

So I turned around, hugged them, and ran to the door again, shouting goodbye as I went.

I could hear them chuckling but I had no time.

A handsome man was waiting for me. And I need to make him like me as much as I liked him.