*Carry On*
Luckily, You're Perfect For Me
Brian’s POV
My jaw drops as I watch Kaylyn grab her mother by the hair and proceed to spit the $200 bottle of wine in her face. Did that seriously just happen? I didn’t take any drugs before I left, did I? No, I promised I would be clean for this abomination of a dinner. I have to be imagining this! I shake my head and blink my eyes a few times to make sure I’m seeing this correctly. Yep, Kaylyn just spit wine at her mother, pulled her hair, and shoved her across the room. This is the kind of shit you see at Johnny’s, not in fancy-shmancy restaurant in Manhattan. Is Sanders here somewhere? He’s always in the middle of every fucking fight. No, I have to be tripping on acid or something…This couldn’t be happening at Per Se Restaurant!
As I continue to stare at the scene in shock, I can’t help but feel a small smirk pull at my lips in amusement. Finally, someone is giving Mrs. Rizzo a taste of her own medicine, though I never expected dinner and a show. Embarrassment isn’t even on my radar right now because I am so damn impressed with Kaylyn. That is my girl kicking some ass and taking some names. I am honestly just happy that I’m not on the other side of her aggression for once.
Suddenly, those beautiful dark eyes are staring back at me as I attempt to pick my jaw off the floor. Is she laughing? The smirk grows wider on my face as Mrs. Rizzo screams “Kaylyn Marie Rizzo!” and Kaylyn whips back around to face her mother. Part of me cant wait to see how she reacts to Kaylyn while the other is fearing the scene that we are creating.
“I FORBID YOU TO CONTINUE TO SEE THAT LOW CLASS AND IMMORAL MAN! LOOK AT WHAT HE’S TURNED YOU INTO…YOU’RE-YOU’RE A HARLOT! A SLUT! A TRASHY GIRL WHO ALLOWS HERSELF TO BE TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF IN A PUBLIC MEN’S ROOM!!” Mrs. Rizzo screams and I feel my blood start to boil. What more do I have to do to try and impress this woman? I scoff and pinch the bridge of my nose just as Kaylyn burst out with laughter.
Its then that the little brunette spitfire steps up into her mother’s personal space and starts to fight back. “First off, you cannot FORBID me from seeing anyone! I’m 27-years-old, not 7! Secondly, Brian is NOT low class or immoral, if you actually got the time to get to know him then you would see that he’s amazingly talented, smart, charming, funny and kind.” My mouth drops at Kaylyn’s words, never realizing how she felt about me until this moment. She really does love me. I’m such an idiot…Why did I doubt her? That’s right, because I dated psycho bitch Aubrey.
A small smile pulls over my face as I run my fingers through my neatly combed hair, all the while glancing at the gathering crowd. I knew that if we didn’t get out of here soon, the NYPD would show up and then we would have a really publicity problem on our hands. And as much as I want to see Kaylyn continue to rip her mom a new asshole, I know we have to get out of here. I quickly move away from the fighting women and head toward the maitre d station, receiving angry glares as I pass by tables. Yes, I know we ruined your meal. Don’t worry, I’ll fucking pay for it.
“Hi, I’d like to pay my tab and for everyone else in our section,” I sigh, leaning against the small stand and pinching the bridge of my nose.The little grey haired woman looks me up and down before shaking her head at me as I hand her over my Golden Master Card. I knew that this one was going to hurt my bank account but to me, Kaylyn is worth it.
“You’ve got some nerve starting a scene like this,” the manager says, appearing behind the hostess as she begins the checkout process. “You’ve lost us business from this!” he hisses, glaring me down with a look of despise.
“Look, I’m very sorry about all this and I promise that it will never happen again. I am paying for all your patron’s meals and we will be leaving right away,” I say curtly as my brow furs after seeing the four-digit number appearing on the register. Shit, now Im going to have buy the cheap scotch…
“Well, we ask that you please not return to Per Se Restaurant again.” God, why is his weasely nasal voice so annoying. I’d almost rather listen to Mrs. Rizzo talk about her hobbies. “And we require a loss of service fee,” he adds with a smirk. What a fucking bastard!
“Fine, just hurry up so we can get out of here,” I hiss, pinching the bridge of my nose even harder. Moments later, the asshole hands me the receipt and I sign it without looking at the number. I know that if I look down at the number that I’m going to lose control of my temper. The last thing I need right now is to be hauled off to jail for beating the shit out of a pompous manager.
“Pleasure doing business with you, Mr…” he glances down at the receipt. “Haner.” I flip him the bird as I turn around and walk back towards the table, only to find Kaylyn and Mrs. Rizzo nowhere in sight.
“Shit,” I hiss, grabbing our leather jackets from the back of the chairs and flying out the door. She is probably pissed and thinks that I left her standing there after she stood up for me. Kay is going to be fucking pissed at me. I let out a long sigh as I sprint out the front door of the restaurant and toward my black BMW rental car.
As I turn the corner around the block, I see the little brunette standing by the car, angrily kicking the tire with her pumps with tears streaming down her face. “Kay?” I call as race up to her. However, when I reach out to take her into my arms to apologize, she pushed me back against the brick wall.
“How fucking dare you leave me standing in the middle of the fucking restaurant after I stood up for you,” Kaylyn raged, poking my hard in the chest. “Didn’t you hear a fucking word I said in there?! I’m sorry! How many times do I have to tell you?!”
“Kay—“ I start but she continues to scream at me.
“I fucking love you, Brian! I was an idiot for not trusting you and I don’t want to lose you! Please just forgive me already!” She continues, tears streaming wildly down her face.
“Kay—“
“I cant continue on this tour with you if you decide that I’m still not worth it after that…I’d rather crawl into a hole and d—“ I crash my lips into Kaylyn’s to stop the word vomit from continuing.
My hands magnetically move up to cup her cheeks as I deepen the kiss, my tongue grazing her bottom lip. With a light moan, Kaylyn opens up and our tongues dance in a magical moment.
“Kay, I just went to pay the bill,” I say against her lips, pressing her back against the car. “I promise I wasn’t leaving you.”
Kaylyn looks up at me with her beautiful brown orbs and I feel a smirk pull at my lips. “Good, because I was about to beat your ass too,” she chuckles, looking proud of herself.“I’m sorry for the scene in there; I just couldn’t let her get away with talking to you like that. Shit, we are probably going to be front page news! So much for not sucking at my job…” Kaylyn huffs and looks down at the ground, crossing her arms in the process.
A smirk pulls at my lips as I reach down and grab her chin, guiding her eyes back towards mine. “I thought you were amazing in there, Kay. I’m sorry for not listening to you about her and don’t worry about the restaurant, I took care of everything. There will not be any press releases on their behalf. Besides, not one in there listens to our music,” I chuckle.
“How do you know?” Those brown orbs meet mine again with an amused look. “Because they all had forks shoved up their asses like my mom?”
“You could say something like that.” I wrap my arms around Kaylyn’s slender waist as I opened the car door for her. “I also chose a restaurant that I would never normally go to, hoping I could impress her.” I sigh, giving her a quick kiss. “But you were right…I’ll never be good enough in her eyes.”
“Well, luckily you’re perfect in mine.”
My jaw drops as I watch Kaylyn grab her mother by the hair and proceed to spit the $200 bottle of wine in her face. Did that seriously just happen? I didn’t take any drugs before I left, did I? No, I promised I would be clean for this abomination of a dinner. I have to be imagining this! I shake my head and blink my eyes a few times to make sure I’m seeing this correctly. Yep, Kaylyn just spit wine at her mother, pulled her hair, and shoved her across the room. This is the kind of shit you see at Johnny’s, not in fancy-shmancy restaurant in Manhattan. Is Sanders here somewhere? He’s always in the middle of every fucking fight. No, I have to be tripping on acid or something…This couldn’t be happening at Per Se Restaurant!
As I continue to stare at the scene in shock, I can’t help but feel a small smirk pull at my lips in amusement. Finally, someone is giving Mrs. Rizzo a taste of her own medicine, though I never expected dinner and a show. Embarrassment isn’t even on my radar right now because I am so damn impressed with Kaylyn. That is my girl kicking some ass and taking some names. I am honestly just happy that I’m not on the other side of her aggression for once.
Suddenly, those beautiful dark eyes are staring back at me as I attempt to pick my jaw off the floor. Is she laughing? The smirk grows wider on my face as Mrs. Rizzo screams “Kaylyn Marie Rizzo!” and Kaylyn whips back around to face her mother. Part of me cant wait to see how she reacts to Kaylyn while the other is fearing the scene that we are creating.
“I FORBID YOU TO CONTINUE TO SEE THAT LOW CLASS AND IMMORAL MAN! LOOK AT WHAT HE’S TURNED YOU INTO…YOU’RE-YOU’RE A HARLOT! A SLUT! A TRASHY GIRL WHO ALLOWS HERSELF TO BE TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF IN A PUBLIC MEN’S ROOM!!” Mrs. Rizzo screams and I feel my blood start to boil. What more do I have to do to try and impress this woman? I scoff and pinch the bridge of my nose just as Kaylyn burst out with laughter.
Its then that the little brunette spitfire steps up into her mother’s personal space and starts to fight back. “First off, you cannot FORBID me from seeing anyone! I’m 27-years-old, not 7! Secondly, Brian is NOT low class or immoral, if you actually got the time to get to know him then you would see that he’s amazingly talented, smart, charming, funny and kind.” My mouth drops at Kaylyn’s words, never realizing how she felt about me until this moment. She really does love me. I’m such an idiot…Why did I doubt her? That’s right, because I dated psycho bitch Aubrey.
A small smile pulls over my face as I run my fingers through my neatly combed hair, all the while glancing at the gathering crowd. I knew that if we didn’t get out of here soon, the NYPD would show up and then we would have a really publicity problem on our hands. And as much as I want to see Kaylyn continue to rip her mom a new asshole, I know we have to get out of here. I quickly move away from the fighting women and head toward the maitre d station, receiving angry glares as I pass by tables. Yes, I know we ruined your meal. Don’t worry, I’ll fucking pay for it.
“Hi, I’d like to pay my tab and for everyone else in our section,” I sigh, leaning against the small stand and pinching the bridge of my nose.The little grey haired woman looks me up and down before shaking her head at me as I hand her over my Golden Master Card. I knew that this one was going to hurt my bank account but to me, Kaylyn is worth it.
“You’ve got some nerve starting a scene like this,” the manager says, appearing behind the hostess as she begins the checkout process. “You’ve lost us business from this!” he hisses, glaring me down with a look of despise.
“Look, I’m very sorry about all this and I promise that it will never happen again. I am paying for all your patron’s meals and we will be leaving right away,” I say curtly as my brow furs after seeing the four-digit number appearing on the register. Shit, now Im going to have buy the cheap scotch…
“Well, we ask that you please not return to Per Se Restaurant again.” God, why is his weasely nasal voice so annoying. I’d almost rather listen to Mrs. Rizzo talk about her hobbies. “And we require a loss of service fee,” he adds with a smirk. What a fucking bastard!
“Fine, just hurry up so we can get out of here,” I hiss, pinching the bridge of my nose even harder. Moments later, the asshole hands me the receipt and I sign it without looking at the number. I know that if I look down at the number that I’m going to lose control of my temper. The last thing I need right now is to be hauled off to jail for beating the shit out of a pompous manager.
“Pleasure doing business with you, Mr…” he glances down at the receipt. “Haner.” I flip him the bird as I turn around and walk back towards the table, only to find Kaylyn and Mrs. Rizzo nowhere in sight.
“Shit,” I hiss, grabbing our leather jackets from the back of the chairs and flying out the door. She is probably pissed and thinks that I left her standing there after she stood up for me. Kay is going to be fucking pissed at me. I let out a long sigh as I sprint out the front door of the restaurant and toward my black BMW rental car.
As I turn the corner around the block, I see the little brunette standing by the car, angrily kicking the tire with her pumps with tears streaming down her face. “Kay?” I call as race up to her. However, when I reach out to take her into my arms to apologize, she pushed me back against the brick wall.
“How fucking dare you leave me standing in the middle of the fucking restaurant after I stood up for you,” Kaylyn raged, poking my hard in the chest. “Didn’t you hear a fucking word I said in there?! I’m sorry! How many times do I have to tell you?!”
“Kay—“ I start but she continues to scream at me.
“I fucking love you, Brian! I was an idiot for not trusting you and I don’t want to lose you! Please just forgive me already!” She continues, tears streaming wildly down her face.
“Kay—“
“I cant continue on this tour with you if you decide that I’m still not worth it after that…I’d rather crawl into a hole and d—“ I crash my lips into Kaylyn’s to stop the word vomit from continuing.
My hands magnetically move up to cup her cheeks as I deepen the kiss, my tongue grazing her bottom lip. With a light moan, Kaylyn opens up and our tongues dance in a magical moment.
“Kay, I just went to pay the bill,” I say against her lips, pressing her back against the car. “I promise I wasn’t leaving you.”
Kaylyn looks up at me with her beautiful brown orbs and I feel a smirk pull at my lips. “Good, because I was about to beat your ass too,” she chuckles, looking proud of herself.“I’m sorry for the scene in there; I just couldn’t let her get away with talking to you like that. Shit, we are probably going to be front page news! So much for not sucking at my job…” Kaylyn huffs and looks down at the ground, crossing her arms in the process.
A smirk pulls at my lips as I reach down and grab her chin, guiding her eyes back towards mine. “I thought you were amazing in there, Kay. I’m sorry for not listening to you about her and don’t worry about the restaurant, I took care of everything. There will not be any press releases on their behalf. Besides, not one in there listens to our music,” I chuckle.
“How do you know?” Those brown orbs meet mine again with an amused look. “Because they all had forks shoved up their asses like my mom?”
“You could say something like that.” I wrap my arms around Kaylyn’s slender waist as I opened the car door for her. “I also chose a restaurant that I would never normally go to, hoping I could impress her.” I sigh, giving her a quick kiss. “But you were right…I’ll never be good enough in her eyes.”
“Well, luckily you’re perfect in mine.”
Notes
So are they offically back together? What are Tempest and Jimmy up to with the other guys? How long will the peace last?
@SynysterRyn, yo! You gonna finish this little gem? *begs*
1/25/18