Forever Mine (The Moreno Brothers)

FOREVER MINE -Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

Angel groaned as the music from his sister's radio blared in through his open bedroom door. He was having the best dream ever all about Sarah. It was so real: her beautiful eyes, her lips; he could even taste them. Who knew how far the dream may've gone. He frowned, listening to the music that interrupted his fantasies. His sister Sofia was only sixteen, but she'd recently discovered The Beatles and was blasting their music every chance she got. To top it off, the blow dryer was roaring.

His mood quickly shifted when he replayed last night's events in his head. He lay there thinking about everything that had happened. He chuckled to himself when he thought of how effortlessly he'd cracked Sarah up. Everything he was feeling now was so unexpected.

More than anything, he wanted to ask more about her mom, but it was obvious she didn't want to talk about her. Why would a mom dump her daughter on someone else, just like that? What kind of problems could she be ironing out? Something in Sarah's poignant eyes told him she'd been through a lot, and he felt for her.

Damn, this sucked. All week long, all he had wanted was a chance to talk to her, get to know her a little. But after last night, he wanted so much more, and soon she was leaving. He sat up and shook his head. He wouldn't worry about it now. Fact was her plans weren't carved in stone. Anything could happen between now and then. She could change her mind.

He glanced at the clock: 8:30. Deciding it was too early to call her, he showered and went downstairs. Eric was already there, sitting at the kitchen counter talking to Sofia. His parents left early to open the restaurant, and Sofia had made breakfast. Eric looked up from his plate at Angel and smiled knowingly.

"Hey, how'd it go last night?"

"It was cool." Angel walked over to Sofia and kissed her on the forehead. He looked at Eric's plate of bacon and eggs then at Sofia.

"Any left for me, or did he eat it all?"

Sofia rolled her eyes. "There's enough for everyone."

Angel walked over to the refrigerator, glancing at the clock. It was just after nine—good enough. He pulled the orange juice out of the fridge and poured himself a glass. Walking by the table where he left the keys to Eric's car and his cell phone, he picked them both up and tossed the keys at Eric. "Thanks, man."

Eric caught the keys in midair, nodding his head. "Late night?" he asked with a smirk.

On his way out the back door, Angel motioned he'd be right back. Outside, he looked up Sarah's cell number on his phone. She'd programmed it in last night before he dropped her off. Just seeing her name, Sarah Lynn, did something to him. He sucked in his breath deep and pressed the call button. It rang a few times, then she answered.

"Hi, Angel." Her cheery tone made him smile. "I was on the other line. Let me hang up."

"No, that's okay. I can call back."

"No, it's Sydney. We've been on the phone for a while. I was getting ready to hang up anyway. Hold on, okay?"

"All right."

She clicked over to the other line. It was only nine, and she'd already been on the phone for a while? She wasn't kidding when she said she was close to her friend.

He thought about it and wondered if he'd feel the same way in her situation. Eric and Romero were his best friends, but he couldn't imagine himself so hung up on those two numb-nuts that he'd be dying to get back to them. Then again, girls were different in their relationships. Not only that, he thought, Sarah's situation was different altogether. He sat down on one of the patio chairs, and then he heard the line click.