One Wild Night

"And who said you are allowed to do that after the stunt you just pulled?" Sonia snapped at him.

"When did it become an offense to play a prank on my fiancee? Or kiss her?" Bryan asked with a slightly raised brow.

"How can you call that a prank? What if something had happened to you in the process of playing your stupid prank?" Sonia asked, her eyes shimmering with tears as she stepped on the pool stairs trying to get out of the pool.

Bryan\'s brows creased with a frown, and he grabbed her arm when he noticed how upset she was, "You are overreacting. Nothing could have happened to me. I am an excellent swimmer," he said, trying to reassure her, but Sonia was having none of that as she slapped his hands off her.

"Even the best of swimmers have been known to lose their lives in water!" She yelled at him angrily as she swiped at another tear that had escaped from her eyes.

Seeing how emotional she was, Bryan reasoned that she was probably reacting from a past experience and not just because of him, so he grabbed both her arms this time, "What is wrong? This isn\'t about me, is it?" He asked in a concerned voice as he wasn\'t comfortable with seeing the usually mischievous and insane Sonia acting so irrationally.

"I want to return to my room," Sonia said, staring at his hands so that he would let go of her.

Bryan considered her for a moment before letting go of her hand. Once he did, he swam to the other side of the pool, causing Sonia who had been about to get out of the pool turn in his direction so she could see what he was doing.

If she hadn\'t been upset before, she was even more upset now as she watched him get out of the pool and favoring of his foot as he got to where he had left his wheelchair. She had totally forgotten that one of his feet was hurt

How could he have done something so risky with a bad foot?

She got out of the pool and marched over to where he was, and looked down at him angrily, "You got into the pool with your hurt leg? Do you realize that you could have easily hurt your leg the more and probably drowned?" She asked in a growl, making Bryan sigh as he looked her over.

"In as much as I love to argue with you, it is difficult to argue with the completely naked version of you. So unless you intend to end the night doing something with me that doesn\'t involve talking much, I suggest you go and get covered," Bryan said as his eyes moved over her body, reminding her that she was still completely naked.

Sonia looked down at herself and huffed angrily before walking away from him while giving Bryan a perfect view of her ass.

As Bryan watched her leave, he felt something funny stir in the part of his chest where his heart was located, and he knew that he was in for more trouble with Sonia than he had bargained for.

Sonia on the other hand picked up her bathrobe from where she had dropped it, and once she wore it and tied the belt a the waist, she wrapped the towel around her wet hair before returning to join Bryan who was putting on his shirt.

"You..."

Bryan raised both hands in surrender as he interrupted her, "I\'m sorry for playing such a prank. It won\'t happen again," he said as a meek child being scolded by his mother. He wasn\'t in the mood to argue, and if there was one thing he had learned from his parent\'s marriage, it was the fact that a simple apology from his father to his mother was always quick to quell a brewing fight.

"Are you trying to shut me up right now?" Sonia asked with narrowed eyes since she wasn\'t done with her argument yet.

Bryan growled to himself. What had he been thinking, assuming that Sonia would be as calm as his mother? "Of course, not. I can\'t shut you up. How can I? I\'m just saying I understand what you are saying, and I\'m sorry for making you worried," Bryan explained as calmly as he could.

Now that he had apologized, Sonia didn\'t know what to do with her sadness or her anger anymore. Without saying a word she turned around and walked away, only stopping to pick up her phone and glass of wine before disappearing inside the house.

Bryan had a concerned frown on his face as he watched her leave. He could tell that she was still very upset, and he probably should have let her vent out her anger instead of shutting her up with an apology. He picked up his glass of wine and headed for the house.

Once he was inside, he left his glass of wine at the dining table and moved straight to her bedroom. He stopped by the bedroom door when he heard her sniffle like she was crying.

Why was she still crying when it was obvious that he was fine? A crazy person like her wasn\'t supposed to have such a soft aspect to her. What was he supposed to do to comfort her now? He didn\'t like that he was feeling so guilty for upsetting her, and he disliked it even more that he was feeling very worried because she was upset.

Bryan tried to convince himself that he would feel the same way even if the lady in question wasn\'t Sonia. It was a normal human reaction to be disturbed by the tears of another person.

After convincing himself, he unlocked the bedroom door without knocking and moved his wheelchair inside. He wasn\'t sure if Sonia knew of his presence in the bedroom since she didn\'t raise her head from the pillow to look at him but kept sobbing.

He stopped beside her on the bed and looked at her as she wept softly. He sighed before raising his hand to pat her back, "You can yell at me now if you want to," he offered softly as he rubbed her back gently with one hand, and patted her hair with the other hand.

After crying for a while, Sonia raised her head from the pillow to look at him with her tear-stained face, "I\'m sorry I overreacted," she apologized, and Bryan gave her a nod as he reached out with his thumb and tenderly brushed the tears off her cheeks.

"Who drowned?" He asked with concern in his eyes when he noticed that she was calm now.