Will sat alone and wondered how it had all come to this. He’d never had someone see right through him like she did. He had always been confident and sure of himself. And though he was sure that he could have Brie as a wife, he knew if he forced her she would always hate him.
But he didn’t want to lose her either. He didn’t love her of course, but he’d grown into an affection and didn’t like being without her. And it hadn’t even been a week. Hardly two days.
He chuckled and twirled an empty beer bottle in his hands. He’d had it all planned. He was going to romance her, she was going to let him make love to her. And then she was going to believe he was in love with her.
And if he got lucky she might have gotten pregnant, only persuading her more that she should marry him the sooner. He ran his hands over his face. He was a man. He was sure of that. She didn’t know what she was talking about.
He groaned and leaned back in his chair. "Dammit, Brie." he muttered. "You sure can piss a guy off."
"I told you it was a bad idea." he heard his father say. "Girls don’t want to get married right out of highschool. They want to experience life." He sat down next to Will and handed him another beer then opened his own.
Will sighed. "I thought she would be different. I thought she would be smart enough to want to have a secure life. She wants to be in love."
"That sounds about right. What’s wrong with wanting to be in love?"
"Besides that fact it doesn’t exist?" he asked.
"Of course love exists. I love you and your mother. I know you love us."
"That’s different. We’re a family."
"Well, I was very in love with your mother before you were even thought of."
Will sighed. "Yeah, I guess you were. But it’s not like that with Brie. I don’t think we could ever be in love like that."
"You don’t have to get married." Darrel reminded him. "You have time."
"I want to get married before my career takes off. That way i don’t have to worry about it while trying to work."
Darrel laughed. "A wife is a lot of work, Will. You can’t just put her in a nice house and be done with it. Let’s just go ahead and say everything she needs financially is taken care of. Okay, you’re the provider. That is something well required of a husband. But she needs a permanent friend if she’s going to follow you around during your career because she’s going to have to leave her own friends behind.
She needs a lover. You’re going to get busy, and you’re going to be tired, but you’re going to have to make love to her or she’ll find someone else. And I know you don’t want that to happen."
"Are better at hiding their hormones, Will. You have no idea how...badly, they can want sex. And the older they get the more they want it. Trust me on that one."
"Gross." Will muttered, knowing he was talking about his mother.
"And they need to know someone cares for them and loves them. You see what I’m getting at?"
"Yeah." Will sighed. "In other words, either I love Brie or I don’t."
"Not necessarily. Some love takes time. Sometimes it just punches you in the face at that first moment. You never know."
Will swallowed down a good portion of his beer. "I think with Brie, it’s going to take a lot more than time. But I’m willing to wait it out. There’s something different about her. And untilI figure out why I’m so obsessed with her, I’m going to stick it out."