Goodnight

Tal holds Ryan close, wishing he didn't feel the way he did. He knew Ryan was doing all she could to keep him... that she did love him and want him... but dealing with the facts right now wasn't easy. 

Looking down and seeing her tears, it cuts him to the quick. Ryan rarely cried in front of anybody, and it pained him to see her so upset. "Hey now..." He lifts his hand to wipe away the tears. "There's no call for that..." 

But did he have an answer to her question? Where did they go from here? Keeping his arms around her, he looks out at the glistening water, wondering how things had become so complicated so fast. "I don't know," he finally responds. "I guess we just take things one day at a time and see where we end up."

Sitting with her for a few more minutes, eventually he prompts her to rise with him again so they could return to the car. Not much else could be said right now, and smalltalk seemed rather trite when compared to the subject that was now hanging thick in the atmosphere. Though Tal holds Ryan's hand almost all the way back to town, he remains quiet, lost in his own thoughts...

...Pulling into the parking lot at the apartment, Tal parks the car and turns to study Ryan for a moment before leaning over and giving her lips a tender kiss. "Goodnight, Ryan... I'll talk to you soon, okay?"


Alec manages a little smirk and he shakes his head at Misty. "There was a time when I thought good looks was all I needed..." He sighs. "Wish I woulda gotten my head on straight sooner."

Finally straightening up to relieve Misty's shoulder, he looks down at his hands. It had helped a little to talk about things. He, like Misty, wished it could be fixed though. And it just couldn't. Could he really move on? Could he really move forward? Would he ever be able to let go of Ryan? Tonight, it felt like he'd never be able to. But as far as she was concerned... he didn't have much of a choice anymore. 

"Did you say you had something for supper?" He wasn't hungry, but he was ready for this conversation to be over for now. 


Leaning into Chad's hand, Rosalyn smiles. She loved his voice... the way he spoke such romantic words while staring into her eyes. "You sir... are a flirt." She giggles and stands on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "But please don't change." 

Taking his hand, she gives it a squeeze before aiming for the doorway. "Let me go clean myself up and then I'll meet you in the kitchen.... if... you want."