Fake Boyfriend

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demands. I should've kept
my mouth shut. I feel him looking at me. Not wanting it to sound
like a big deal I answer him.
    "My mom
didn't make a lot of money. It was fine after I grew up and
understood why I didn't get any presents. As a kid it was hard, I
thought I was bad, I didn't know we were poor." I
explain.
    "Are you
ready to order?" The waitress asks, as I think of ways to bodily
harm Ruxin.
    "I
believe so." William answers, clearing his throat.
    We all
order and William looks at me. "I tried all the time. I sent her
checks, she just never cashed them."
    "She
didn't want your money, William." I state, somewhat
offended.
    "I know."
He replies, sadly. "She could have only used it for you. To take
care of you."
    "She took
care of me just fine. She just couldn't give me Christmas presents
and I don't care. She spoiled me with such love and attention that
you couldn't even possibly understand. We were each others worlds
and I miss that part of my heart everyday. So, please don't feel
sorry for me, I don't need it."
    "She was
a remarkable women, you're a lot like her. I know I wasn't the dad
I was supposed to be back then, but she asked me to stay away." He
explains, totally dejected.
    "I know.
She told me. Mom was never the forgiving type, she was too
proud."
    "I don't
blame her, but I can take care of you now." William says, smiling
sadly.
    "Take
care of her? Why don't you start with your wif-" I turn to Ruxin so
fast I think I may have startled him.
    "I need
to speak to you privately." I state, standing up. He stands up
reluctantly and I grab his arm pulling him to the exit. "Don't you
dare say anything about them blackmailing me." I demand.
    "Why not?
You should have told him."
    "I just
got here and you think I want to ruin his family? I went my whole
life without my father so that my mom could say she didn't ruin a
family. I'm not going to come in here and destroy that man, he's
not a bad guy. He's happy that's all I care about, I don't need you
protecting me from them."
    He thinks
about it for a minute then responds, "I won't say anything, if you
have Christmas with me."
    "Christmas with you? Fine. That falls in the six months
anyway." I reason. He cups my face and kisses me softly, he pulls
back looking into my eyes.
    "There's
something you should know about Christmas at Ruxin
Novak's."
    "What?"
    "It comes
everyday." He replies, kissing me deeply. When he pulls back I'm
breathless. He smirks and takes my hand walking us back to the
table. They seem to be silently discussing something. As we near
them they stop and smile at us.
    We sit
down without saying anything and I can tell William is watching us
strangely. I'm relieved when our food comes and I don't have to
search for another topic to discuss.
    "Eva,
mentioned that you're taking her with you when you do your annual
European tour." William says to Ruxin.
    "Yes. I
asked her to accompany me." He looks at me, "I promise I wont be
working the entire time. I'll take you to see all the
sites."
    "Really?"
I ask, kind of getting excited about the prospect of seeing more of
the world. "Besides Michigan and New York, I haven't been anywhere
else."
    "You'll
love it." He promises.
    "I
probably will, but I really need to find work. You said you'll be
coming and going, do you think you could get me a copy of your
schedule? So I know when I'll be here and when I'll be gone. Maybe
I can find a place that will work around it." I say,
hopeful.
    "Why is
working so important to you?" He asks, clearly annoyed with my
persistence on finding work.
    "I want
to be able to take care of myself. I don't like relying on William
and Susan and their generosity, or yours for that
matter."
    "I don't
think you have to worry about that. Ruxin, doesn't have a generous
bone in his body." Cindy scoffs.
    "I think
you and I both know that's not true. Considering what he did last
night." I scold.
    "Is that
it? He got you back your things and you sleep with him as payment?
Very classy." She

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