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guess."
Will's posture is rigid and his hands are back in his pockets. I
wonder if he’s debating on whether or not the kiss was a good idea, or maybe
he’s wondering why I’m making excuses to run.
One corner of his mouth pulls up into a crooked smile. "See
you tomorrow," he says.
I think I’m in the clear until I get into the passenger side of
Amy's car.
"You were totally making out back there, weren't you?"
she practically yells the words at me.
"Well, it just sort of happened," I respond. I lean
forward and put my head in my hands, groaning. "Things are seriously
messed up."
As usual, Charles and Marie are in bed when I get home, and I
almost feel bad that I am relieved. We are on such opposite schedules that I don't
even need to worry about releasing my problems on them. I shower quickly and
fall into bed with wet hair, rolling around under the covers as I replay the
kiss in my mind, over and over again. I don't know how, but I eventually manage
to urge the kiss out of my thoughts and fall asleep.
Even though it is
Saturday, and we will be busy, I’m only working the dinner shift at the cafe
tonight. That means that I have until two in the afternoon before I even need
to think about getting ready. I wake up mid-morning and head downstairs. There
is a note on the kitchen table from Charles and Marie.
Jane,
Charles and I had to drive into Bangor for an appointment. We'll
stop by the cafe tonight to say hi. I can't wait to hear about your date!
Love, Marie
I groan. Marie hasn't heard about my date. I drop the letter onto
the table and move around the kitchen, pouring myself a bowl of cereal and
grabbing a glass of orange juice. When I’m done I rinse off my dishes and put
them into the dishwasher. I could catch a bus into town and do some more shop
exploring, but the idea doesn't excite me as much as it did yesterday. I can
tell by looking out the window that it is going to be a nice day, and probably a
hot one at that. I run upstairs to my room and dig my bathing suit out of a
drawer. It is a simple, black bikini, one I found in my black bag. I
lather on some sunscreen, grab my sunglasses, and head back downstairs.
A long dock stretches from the backyard. At the end it opens up
into a large square, with lounge chairs and a fire pit built into the wood. I walk
out to the end of the dock and kick my flip-flops off before settling into a
chair. I lean back and close my eyes, listening to the water lap against the
dock and the seagulls’ caws from up above. Once again, the memory of the kiss
shifts back into my mind, and this time I let it. The sun is already heating my
skin, but I can feel my nerves prickling.
What did the kiss
even mean?
Will said he would see me today but was that for show, so Amy
would think things were okay? Or maybe he is coming to the cafe for dinner
tonight?
I'm distracted momentarily by the sound of a boat motor. A
neighbor must be pulling into their dock, because normally on this side of the
bay the boats don't come this close to shore. I open my eyes and sit up a
little, looking out over the water. A white boat is coasting toward me,
and I look in either direction. The neighbors on either side are a good
distance away so their boat wouldn't be this close. I squint and hold my hand
over my sunglasses, trying to get a better view.
Someone is standing at the wheel of the boat, one hand guiding and
the other waving at me. I grunt in disbelief.
Will Davey .
CHAPTER TEN
I stand and slip on my flip-flops, walking to the far edge of the
dock. Will turns the boat off and coasts to the dock, bringing it as close as
he can get. He slips his sunglasses to the top of his head and smiles at me.
"What are you doing
here?" I ask him.
As his eyes slip over me
I'm suddenly aware that I'm wearing a two-piece bathing suit, not my uniform
for the cafe, and not a dress. Will recovers and looks at me.
"I told you I would
see you today." He steps away from the
Will's posture is rigid and his hands are back in his pockets. I
wonder if he’s debating on whether or not the kiss was a good idea, or maybe
he’s wondering why I’m making excuses to run.
One corner of his mouth pulls up into a crooked smile. "See
you tomorrow," he says.
I think I’m in the clear until I get into the passenger side of
Amy's car.
"You were totally making out back there, weren't you?"
she practically yells the words at me.
"Well, it just sort of happened," I respond. I lean
forward and put my head in my hands, groaning. "Things are seriously
messed up."
As usual, Charles and Marie are in bed when I get home, and I
almost feel bad that I am relieved. We are on such opposite schedules that I don't
even need to worry about releasing my problems on them. I shower quickly and
fall into bed with wet hair, rolling around under the covers as I replay the
kiss in my mind, over and over again. I don't know how, but I eventually manage
to urge the kiss out of my thoughts and fall asleep.
Even though it is
Saturday, and we will be busy, I’m only working the dinner shift at the cafe
tonight. That means that I have until two in the afternoon before I even need
to think about getting ready. I wake up mid-morning and head downstairs. There
is a note on the kitchen table from Charles and Marie.
Jane,
Charles and I had to drive into Bangor for an appointment. We'll
stop by the cafe tonight to say hi. I can't wait to hear about your date!
Love, Marie
I groan. Marie hasn't heard about my date. I drop the letter onto
the table and move around the kitchen, pouring myself a bowl of cereal and
grabbing a glass of orange juice. When I’m done I rinse off my dishes and put
them into the dishwasher. I could catch a bus into town and do some more shop
exploring, but the idea doesn't excite me as much as it did yesterday. I can
tell by looking out the window that it is going to be a nice day, and probably a
hot one at that. I run upstairs to my room and dig my bathing suit out of a
drawer. It is a simple, black bikini, one I found in my black bag. I
lather on some sunscreen, grab my sunglasses, and head back downstairs.
A long dock stretches from the backyard. At the end it opens up
into a large square, with lounge chairs and a fire pit built into the wood. I walk
out to the end of the dock and kick my flip-flops off before settling into a
chair. I lean back and close my eyes, listening to the water lap against the
dock and the seagulls’ caws from up above. Once again, the memory of the kiss
shifts back into my mind, and this time I let it. The sun is already heating my
skin, but I can feel my nerves prickling.
What did the kiss
even mean?
Will said he would see me today but was that for show, so Amy
would think things were okay? Or maybe he is coming to the cafe for dinner
tonight?
I'm distracted momentarily by the sound of a boat motor. A
neighbor must be pulling into their dock, because normally on this side of the
bay the boats don't come this close to shore. I open my eyes and sit up a
little, looking out over the water. A white boat is coasting toward me,
and I look in either direction. The neighbors on either side are a good
distance away so their boat wouldn't be this close. I squint and hold my hand
over my sunglasses, trying to get a better view.
Someone is standing at the wheel of the boat, one hand guiding and
the other waving at me. I grunt in disbelief.
Will Davey .
CHAPTER TEN
I stand and slip on my flip-flops, walking to the far edge of the
dock. Will turns the boat off and coasts to the dock, bringing it as close as
he can get. He slips his sunglasses to the top of his head and smiles at me.
"What are you doing
here?" I ask him.
As his eyes slip over me
I'm suddenly aware that I'm wearing a two-piece bathing suit, not my uniform
for the cafe, and not a dress. Will recovers and looks at me.
"I told you I would
see you today." He steps away from the
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