When Our Worlds Collide (Our Worlds #1)(95)

I never thought sex could get much better than that first time with Kennedy, but it seems that fucking girls doesn’t compare to what Kennedy and I are doing with each other.

“Isn’t the scout coming to see you this Friday?” Mr. Conrad asks putting the boxes on the table. He always asks me about baseball. It’s nice to have an adult invested into my future like he and Mrs. Conrad have seemed to be.

“Yes sir,” I answered feeling suddenly nervous.

“I’ve seen you play ball, son. You don’t have a god damn thing to be nervous about.” Mr. Conrad obviously can read me just as well as his gorgeous daughter.

Son? Hmm…

I like the way that sounds.

“Thank you, sir.”

“How will your mother and father like you being away from home once you graduate? I’m sure baseball is time consuming in college,” Mrs. Conrad asks innocently. Kennedy’s head springs up at her mother’s question. The look on her face says it all. We have never discussed my family with her parents. It’s unchartered territory.

“My father travels a lot. I’m sure he won’t even notice I’m gone. As for my mother, she’ll be the one that misses me. We are really close, so…” I smile reassuringly at them both.

“Kennedy, are you okay? Your face is white as a ghost,” Mr. Conrad observes just as I turned to look at her. He’s right. She looks like she’s going to be sick.

“Yeah, just got a little lightheaded is all,” Kennedy explains brushing it off as nothing.

“Okay well, don’t forget you have your appointment tomorrow to schedule your surgery,” Mrs. Conrad points out.

The weeks that have followed the accident I’ve been sure to go with Kennedy to her doctor’s appointments. They explained to her that dancing wasn’t in the near future. Although it could take some time it couldn’t be written completely off of her list as long as she works hard to get back to where she was. She still needs surgery. They are hoping that it will correct the damage without having to go back in to do any second procedure. I remember the day that her doctor told her the news. She looked devastated. Any hope she had drained from her eyes.

After that first appointment, Kennedy and I walked out to my car in silence.

“Graham…” she leaned over the center console to gain my full attention. I averted her gaze focusing on the people walking in and out of the office building.

“Sorry,” I jolted back to reality from the sound of her voice.

“You were dozing off there, babe.”

“I’m sorry. I was just thinking.”

“I could tell. You mind filling me in on where that pretty little head of yours was running to. By the look on your face I’d say it’s easy to assume that it’s not pleasant.” Kennedy gave me a warm smile knowing that it was just what I needed.

I took in and released a long breath trying to calm my nerves. “Kennedy, one day you’re going to dance again and I’ll be in the front row to watch. The night that I saw you dancing for the first time had to be the moment that I realized that you weren’t who you thought you were. You were so beautiful. You moved with a purpose and now you can’t because of me. You can’t do the one thing that you love because I’m an asshole and made one decision that changed your life.”

There was a thickness in my throat as the truth fell out. “I could have easily killed you that night and I’m the one that has to live with that.”

Kennedy reached and held my face in between her two small hands. I never forgot that night. It wasn’t something I’d ever forget. It was the night that Kennedy took a chance on me without knowing who I was. She gave me a future and here I am losing my shit in front of her.

“You listen to me. I mean really listen to me because I’m not going to repeat myself again. Once I say what I have to say the subject is closed, you got me?” Kennedy pointed a finger at me patiently waiting for an answer. I nodded in agreement. “That night changed my life. Yes, I am afraid that dancing might not be my first choice but none of that matters. Not anymore.”

“Are you even listening to yourself, Ken? How can you say that it doesn’t matter?” Her nonchalant attitude about her future was beginning to piss me straight the hell off.

“It’s not the end of the world. If I had a choice, of course I would go to college and dance my ass off, but not if it meant that I didn’t have you.”

“That’s insane.”

“I would get hit by a hundred cars if it meant that I could have you. It sounds reckless, but you and I have always been reckless,” she confesses.

“Don’t say that.” I argued irritated with how she perceived the situation. I would do anything to take back that night if it meant that Kennedy could do what she loves.

“Graham, you and I were never supposed to be together but here we are somehow. We come from two different worlds but life brought us together. I will never regret the events that brought you to me. Now stop blaming yourself, but take responsibility for bringing us together. That’s what you did.”

“I think at some point if the accident never happened that we would have passed into each other’s lives anyways. I think that you were meant to be mine. When I’m with you it feels right. It feels as if I’m doing the best damn thing that I ever done.” I leaned over and kissed her as if it might be the last time.