[Meanwhile – Conan POV]
Are you comfortable?" I ask her, she is sitting in the car pouting.
"Can you just drive and not make small talks," she snaps making me sigh, ugh… come on why is she still angry about this.
[Flashback]
"So, I heard Zoey's parents are returning tomorrow," Taryn asks me, we were watching a movie, after putting Zoey to sleep.
"Yeah, Clayton would never move away from the company for that long," I reply.
"Hope they enjoyed their honeymoon," she says.
"There haven't been any paparazzi photos," I say, "so they probably did."
"Um Conan, can we try something."
I look at her anxious eyes, it seems to be something very embarrassing.
"Is it another how many girls I have kissed question?" I teased her with a smug.
"Well, not quite, just promise to not laugh, and you don't have to do it if you don't want."
"Okay, you are scaring me and exciting at the same time, what is it? Do you want me to help you hide Mike's body?" she rolls her eyes.
"No, it is quite embarrassing," she pauses, "can you sleep with me."
I widen my eyes in shock, I know she probably doesn't mean it how I perceived it but it is still shocking.
"Like same bed type," I gave the mildest picture from what was in my mind.
"No," she says in a low tone, "I was talking to Cyan this morning and I let it slip that I might be very much sexual attracted to you."
Whoa, this is too much for me to process, and what dumb idea Cyan gave this poor beauty.
"You should not take Cyan's advices seriously, look poor Kaleah have to marry Clayton the android." I consoled.
"I don't think it is dumb, she said we can sleep together to resolve the tension, and I think it was a good idea."
What? How am I the dumbest in the family when Cyan is just right there?
"Taryn, you don't have to…." I did not finish my sentence because she kisses me, she tastes so sweet, she is using a different lip gloss from the previous one.
I do want her, badly, she is a beautiful woman, which man would desire this queen.
"Are you sure about this?" I ask and she nods violently.
Maybe I should have stopped it before it escalated to a point that she would avoid and glarer at me the next day.
[End of flashback]
"Ugh…..."
"Can you not Conan, I know you are disgusted by me, I will be out of your hair in no time," she grumbles making me angry.
"I am not disgusted by you," I shout.
"That is why I am the only woman to get rejected by you? Can you not, I get it I am not that physical attractive."
"That is not it okay, I just couldn't." I say angrily, I couldn't just treat her like any other one-night stands, it felt wrong.
"Okay, I get it, can we now move on from that? I feel so embarrassed." she says shyly.
"Just want you to know you are very attractive okay, you are mad sexy, f*ck you don't know how hard it is to keep my hands off you, I just don't want to treat you like a one-night stand."
She widens her eyes in shock, and she smiles, "Oh?" "You are just too important to me to be a one-night stand."
"Oh, I didn't think of that, so sorry for overeating, oh, I am so sorry, why didn't I think of that?" she says frantically, "please forgive me, oh, I am so selfish."
"It is fine Taryn, you are not selfish, just stop being angry at me. I am sorry too for rejecting you when you were hot and ready," she chuckles at my statement.
"It is fine Conan, we are cool now," she says with a sigh, "so I am an important person to you huh?" she teased.
"Can you not," she chuckles, okay problems solved right? No, the problem is far from being solved, in fact it is just starting.
With the new preparations of Kaleah and Cyan's art show the house had become the busiest place to be.
"Morning Kaleah," I greet her, she had been painting for three days straight, Clayton's nightmare.
"Hey, what brings you here?"
"I promised your nagging husband to stop you from killing yourself through painting."
"What?"
"Apparently you are banned from painting for the whole day," I say taking away her paint brush, "sorry, boss's orders, he says he doesn't want you to die of exhaustion and overwork."
"He is one to talk," she says folding her arms.
"Don't scold me for your husband's mistakes, I am just a messenger," I defended, I heard her say a spineless messenger under her breath. I just roll my eyes and continue to do as Clayton odered.
"Wow what is this? Does it really have to be this big?"
"Oh… well since Cyan made a sculpture of grandmother, I wanted to paint something about family other than Clayton's arbs."
"Which you used an aquarium to show?" she chuckles at my statement, "I swear living with incredible talented people makes me insecure."
"Stop lying, anyway, Clayton took me to his parents grave two days ago, and I had this idea," she says, I look at her new painting.
"By painting the sky?"
"It is not complete yet, okay, you get to see the last product sooner if you give my brushes back." she smirks at me.
"No can do, I fear Clayton's wrath more than my own curiosity."
"Coward," she mocked, I roll my eyes of course she will call me a coward, Clayton is a lost puppy to her and an alpha wolf to us.
"Oh… I want to ask you for some advice," I say, I couldn't go to grandmother because she would meddle, Cyan would laugh at me, and Clayton clearly told me to not involve him.
She nods and we sit on the chairs in the painting room.
I first explained the initial 'solved' problem with Taryn.
"So, you seem to have solved it right?"
"I hope that was the case," I say sheepishly, "see I can't get her out of my head." I admitted.
"Do you like her?"
"Yes," I nodded, I wasn't able to sleep and after the incident I had felt so awkward calling Taryn thus I couldn't.
"She is an awesome girl, she very confident and straight forward, you know she is doing odd jobs to save enough money to pay for nursing school?"
I trail off talking all the good things about Taryn, I catch myself after praising her for almost 10 whole minutes.
"Why don't you ask her on a date?"
"What? Kaleah, I am not trying to get married you know that?" I defended, well I haven't been able to think of any girl but Taryn, which doesn't mean I want marriage.
"Dating doesn't always lead to marriage Conan; you just tell her your boundaries and see from there."
"What if I get too attached?"
"You are afraid of commitment?" she asked bewildered, "that might be a problem, but just be upfront with her see if she still wants to be with you."
I think for a small moment, well that is a good idea, does that mean I will do it? Probably not, maybe we are better apart.
"Thank you for the advice," I say, "now let us go eat breakfast, I am on duty as your babysitter for today."
She grumbles on how ridiculous Clayton is where I only chuckle. Maybe marriage is not that bad right? Like who doesn't want a cute wife like Taryn.