Rhythm and the Blue Line Ch 30

Brody was quiet as he sat on the team bus the next day for the ride up to New York, still mulling over seeing Ryan the night before. This was one relationship area he had no experience with?the post-breakup phase. In the past, when he'd broken up with someone, they had stayed broken up. There'd been no apologies. Bax dropped into the seat next to him. "Well, you look like a barrel of laughs. Someone kick your dog?" "Funny, Bax. I don?t have a dog." "Right. You must still be missing your girlfriend." "She's not my girlfriend." Not anymore, he thought, and the thought was depressing. "You haven't talked to her at all?" "Remember the part where she went ballistic on me and walked out?" "I figured that would blow over. It's been over a week or whatever, right?" "Christ, you aren't going to leave this alone, are you?" Brody shook his head. "Fine, I saw her last night. She apologized." "And what happened?" "Nothing. She said she was sorry, I said okay, and she left." Bax gave him an exasperated look. "You know, a lot of times when people are going out and have a fight, one person says they're sorry and the other person forgives them and they resume the going out part of Ataşehir escort bayan things." Brody shrugged. "Yeah, well, I don't know if that will happen. If she's going to be mad about me playing hockey, then it's probably better if we don't start going out again." "So that's it?" Brody felt defensive. "What the hell do you want from me? She bitched about how she hated sports; that's not a good sign given what I do for a living." "Yeah, but she apologized. She knew going in that you were an athlete. That probably isn't even why she was mad." "How would you know?" "I've been married for fifteen years. You learn a few things. People will be mad about one thing and fight about another. Teenagers are masters of this, believe me. I never know why my daughter argues with her mother or me." Brody shrugged. "I guess. I'll have to take your word for it." He was glad when someone leaned across the aisle to talk to Bax, and took advantage of the break to slip his earbuds in and turn on his iPod. Brody flipped the player around in his hand while he thought. He missed Ryan, and her apology only intensified the feeling. She had admitted Escort Ümraniye being mad about her parents and taking it out on him, so maybe it had nothing to do with him at all. He went over the dinner with her parents and remembered how tense she'd been. A couple of times she'd clenched her jaw so tight he'd thought it might lock. It couldn?t have been easy to hear her parents go on about her brothers like that, and then be so dismissive of what she was trying to do. He recalled the look on her face when she'd looked into the box containing her music awards; it was as though she'd been slapped. Her explosion had taken him by surprise at the time, but it shouldn?t have. He'd known her long enough by then to know, as Lara had said, that Ryan tended to keep things inside. He just hadn't paid attention, and that wasn't fair. When he got back to Virginia, he promised himself, he'd go see Ryan and apologize, and hope that what Bax had said about going out again wasn't out of the question. The Caps lost and although he wasn't pleased, he was more preoccupied with seeing Ryan. The day dragged as he waited for her to get home from work. Bostancı escort After a morning practice, he came home and talked to his parents and then ran some errands, but when he was finished it was still early afternoon. Video games were no distraction, nor was the Food Network. At last it was six o'clock, and then he made himself wait another fifteen minutes to make sure she had time to get home. Brody knocked on her door and waited, still not sure what he wanted to say. He decided to start with "I'm sorry" and wing it from there. Ryan opened the door and looked up at him with a startled expression. "Hey, I?" he began, but she held up a hand and he saw that she was on the phone. She recovered from her surprise and gestured for him to come in, mouthing an apology as she went back to her conversation. "Sorry, Evan. So, are you sure? You have plenty of time to think about everything, you don't have to decide now." She listened to her brother and paced the room; Brody wondered what was up. "You sure you want to tell Dad, though? You know what he'll say. You could save yourself a lot of stress." She paused again, then laughed. "Well, maybe you can move in here. Lara's going to move in with Trout so I'll be looking for a roommate one way or another. Be a hell of a commute for you, though." Another pause. "Okay, Ev. Good luck and take it easy. Yeah, thanks. Bye." She disconnected and rubbed a hand over her eyes before turning to Brody. "Hi. Sorry about that." "No problem.