Chapter eight
It was a kiss that only touched the lips, but Mei felt the power of an intimate bond all the way down to her toes. His mouth, which had always seemed solemn and forbidden, was in reality soft, sensual and full of heat. But before she could react, he freed her, turned her on her heels, and crept up.
Mae watches him get into the car and puts her trembling hand to her lips. The imprint of his mouth felt like a brand mark. He kissed her and Shin McCarthy kissed her. Why did he do that? What was the reason he kissed her? His car pulled out of the parking lot and disappeared from her sight, and she stared at him for a long time trying to figure out what had happened. She made her way to her apartment, but chaos swirled around her. The kiss was too unexpected. And what confused her more than anything was her knowledge that somewhere in her heart she wanted him to kiss her over and over again. Andrew greeted her at the door, cleared all other thoughts of her from her mind, he gave her a loud hug, and May gave her son a long hug. "May, I'm glad you're okay," said Roy, getting up from the sofa. "Where's Shin?" "He went to Morningview," she replied. "He said he would meet you there." Mei saw the man she had married a long time ago. Roy wasn't as flashy or manly as his brother, but he was a pleasantly handsome man with warm brown eyes that always shone with boyish enthusiasm and a mischievous twinkle.
There was not. His eyes showed a darkness Mei had never seen before. "Dad made pot roast," said Andrew. "With carrots and potatoes." "Does he have onehh?" May looked at Roy in amazement. "I didn't know you knew how to make a roast." Roy shrugged his shoulders. "Andrew can't eat junk food all the time when he's with me. It's not good for him." May stared at him, wondering when the pod man would come instead of Roy.
A man she's known for ten years of her life never thought about the impact Junk's hood would have on himself or his son. "That sounds great," she finally said, realising that hours had passed since her dinner with Xin and she was hungry again. "I'm ready," Roy replied. "Let me go wash. I'm ready." May went into the bathroom. Roy made nabeyaki and Shin kissed her. This had to be the strangest day of her life. She stared at her reflection for a moment, surprised to find her lips hadn't swollen or turned red, and there was no lingering aftertaste of her Sinn's kiss but the burning memory of her mouth. She washed her face with water, hoping that her cold liquid would drive away the heat of her memory, that taste of her. Why did he kiss her? And, more importantly, why would she want it?
The moment was clearly one of natural anomalies, an extraordinary act between two people who shared an extraordinary or life-threatening situation. People had sex in the middle of a disaster, or kissed strangers when a stressful situation was over. They narrowly escaped death when their plane crashed, got lost in the woods, and spent two nights and two days together. Reaching the housing complex marked the end of the drama, which certainly triggered the kiss.
It really meant nothing to him, and she certainly wasn't going to do anything with it. She dried her face, left the bathroom and went to the kitchen where Andrew and Roy were already sitting at the table. Conversation over dinner remained pleasant and carefree. Andrew told her everything he had seen in the small town of Twin Oaks. Mentioning the swimming pool again, he added, "Dad said sometimes they go skinny dipping!" May battled the image that popped into her mind. It's an image of a naked, soaking wet Shin emerging from a shimmering pool. "That must have been the pond where the farmer chased you with his shotgun," she told Roy.
"Really?" Andrew turned from her mother to her father. Roy looked at her in surprise. "Shin must have said so." "When you're lost in the woods for two days, there's little to do but talk," she explained. Funny enough, I thought she confessed her fear of the dark to Shin as they continued to eat. It's something she's never told anyone before, something she hasn't even shared in years with the man she's been with for nine years.
Andrew said he saw the house where his father lived when he was a boy. Mae knew that the McCarthy family lived in Twin Oaks until Shin was 20 and Roy was 13. By this time, her father was making more money than either of them could have dreamed of from a small computer business, and the family moved to Morning, Kansas to build and move to her dream home. The family lived there before Keith and Maggie McCarthy died tragically on their way home from a business trip. After the dishes were washed and put away and Andrew went to bed, May and Roy sat at the table over coffee and chatted. "You were unusually quiet," said May. Roy dipped his spoon into the coffee, letting the added sugar dissolve, a small frown on his broad forehead. "Actually, I have something to tell you."
He put down his spoon, sat back, and sighed. A wave of worry surged over Mei. She had never seen Roy so brooding and serious before. "What, Roy? How are you?" He seemed to think carefully before speaking. "I've had headaches, dizziness, and blurred vision over the last few months. I thought I might need glasses, so I went to the eye doctor and they said nothing." Taking her eyes off her and picking up her spoon to stir the coffee, Mei's worries increased. She noticed that his fingers trembled slightly and the spoon rattled back onto the table. "Roy, you scare me," she said, taking his hand. "Tell me directly. How are you doing?" "I have a tumour."
With her words hanging in the air, May prayed desperately for a moment that she had misunderstood. "Tumour?" she repeated helplessly as his fingers squeezed hers. "It's a brain tumour." May didn't know if it was her finger or hers. Her emotions welled up inside her, filling her throat and burning her eyes. She knew Roy would bring out her own power, so she pushed it away. It was always like that between us. Mei hugged Roy and when he fell apart, she was always the one to put the pieces back together. She swallowed hard and sought and found control. "Did you tell Shin?" he shook his head. "Not yet. I'll talk to him when I get home tonight." "Okay."
She took her hand away from him and swallowed again to calm her emotions and straighten her shoulders. "Okay, you have a brain tumor. So what's the prognosis? " "If I don't do anything, they'll probably kill me." Roy got up from his chair. He walked in front of her for a minute, then stopped and looked at her. She saw his fear behind his eyes and her own fear overwhelmed her. Despite her divorce, Roy could never be the man Mae deserved and she took care of him despite the fact that he shed many tears for her during her marriage. bottom.
He shared a large part of her past, was the father of her son, and for these reasons alone he has always owned a small part of her heart. "Doctors want to operate," Roy said. "According to him, the tumor is where he's sure he can get anything." "Then I'll do the surgery," May said matter-of-factly. "I agree with you. They're not talking about cutting off your head." "I don't think you have a choice," she replied. She got up and approached him.
Again she took his hand. "Roy, you have to do what the doctor thinks is best. If it's not for you, do it for Andrew. will need it." "You were always a good father," she protested. Knowing she was generous, he grinned. His grin hinted at something pleasant and familiar. "I am a good father when I take time to remember that I am a father." She nodded and a lump formed in her throat. "So I have to have surgery." "I know." He left her. "And I get it. I've been thinking about it ever since I was diagnosed." He smiled boyishly again.
"There's nothing like a small brain tumour that makes a person re-evaluate their priorities." His smile faded. "I haven't spent enough time with Andrew. I feel like it." "You've got years to go," said May eagerly. "Don't lie, May. It's scary." She fought the urge to hug him. Although she was able to offer him her own power, she eventually realised that Roy had to find a source of strength within himself to overcome the ordeal before him. She knew she wouldn't. "You're going to have this surgery and they're going to get all of this tumour. Teach Andrew how to drive, tell him all about the girls, and he'll make you a grandpa."
Be there when you come." He nodded and stared at her for a moment. "I'd like to ask Andrew to come and stay with me and Shin in Morning View for a few weeks."