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“Oh, of course, sweetheart. You look so pretty tonight. You always do, though, dear. So pretty. I hope Luke is behaving himself and not causing too much trouble.” Her smile was sincere and I had to stifle a laugh at her insinuation that Luke would be causing trouble.
“Thank you, yes, he’s been great. He hasn’t left my side since Monday night.” My heart was heavy with the loss of my brother, but being around all these loving friends eased that pain just enough.
I squeezed the older woman’s hand and stepped back. Luke claimed me once again; grabbing my hand and entwining our fingers together. Mrs. Jackson definitely noticed that; I saw her eyes focus right on our hands and a small smile softened her kind face. All these seemingly intimate gestures gave me comfort, and made me feel protected, but I worried about what message he was sending to his mother. He was always right there, no matter what, he was there to help me, to stand next to me. I could comfort him in just the same way.
Luke kept me close for the rest of the night. Even while we greeted our friends and family. Hugging one of the guys or even Amber, the hugs were one armed, as Luke held onto me. It felt more like support than the caveman-esque gesture, I’d first taken it for. I’d never felt as supported or cherished by anyone I’d ever dated before.
These were extenuating circumstances, but that would often bring out the worst in someone, not the best. Luke hadn’t become frustrated with me once, not even when it took me forty-five minutes to select flowers the other day. I couldn’t decide between Gerbera daisies and lilies. In the end, I’d opted for both. He never got angry or tried to rush me, just stood silently by my side, offering support.
Everyone was seated around the long table, except for Hope, she was apparently running late. In her line of work, that sometimes happened. Sessions with her clients would often run long, causing her to run behind or miss events entirely. She took her work seriously and did her best to help the people who needed her the most.
The table was filled with our friends; Amber and Mrs. Jackson were currently the only other females in attendance. It looked like a very lopsided group. Taking it all in, the love and support surrounding me, I watched as people spoke in low tones, hushed conversations, concerned looks and gentle smiles. This was an amazing group of people, supportive and helpful: anytime.
A tiny flurry of long black hair rushed into the restaurant. Hope’s elfin face was flushed, blue eyes frenzied, and pink bow shaped lips flattened into a thin line. Her hair was loose, sides pulled back away from her face, her clothes were perfect. She wore a beautiful long black pencil skirt, black peep toed heels and a dusky gray silk blouse. All the guys turned their head as she rushed over to our table, spouting apologies for being late.
Hope made her way to the only open chair, sandwiched between Jake and Reed. I noticed Jake’s gaze lingered on her face longer than was polite. He stood from his chair to pull hers out, her surprised smile was wide and genuine. His face softened as he looked into her eyes. Once they were both seated again, Hope thanked him, then began talking about her last appointment that had run over.
Jake tried to remain aloof, but I could see the interest smoldering in his eyes. His broad shoulders encased in a dark gray dress shirt, no tie; looked enormous next to Hope’s little body. Jake was at least six-foot-three, his light blonde hair had a little wave to it and his deep blue eyes were mesmerizing. They made a striking pair; or they could.
I didn’t know if Hope was dating anyone now, she’d been in a relationship several months ago, but I knew they’d broken up. It hadn’t lasted more than a month. The idiot couldn’t handle her close relationship with my brother, he was actually jealous regardless of how many times they both told him that they were just
“Oh, of course, sweetheart. You look so pretty tonight. You always do, though, dear. So pretty. I hope Luke is behaving himself and not causing too much trouble.” Her smile was sincere and I had to stifle a laugh at her insinuation that Luke would be causing trouble.
“Thank you, yes, he’s been great. He hasn’t left my side since Monday night.” My heart was heavy with the loss of my brother, but being around all these loving friends eased that pain just enough.
I squeezed the older woman’s hand and stepped back. Luke claimed me once again; grabbing my hand and entwining our fingers together. Mrs. Jackson definitely noticed that; I saw her eyes focus right on our hands and a small smile softened her kind face. All these seemingly intimate gestures gave me comfort, and made me feel protected, but I worried about what message he was sending to his mother. He was always right there, no matter what, he was there to help me, to stand next to me. I could comfort him in just the same way.
Luke kept me close for the rest of the night. Even while we greeted our friends and family. Hugging one of the guys or even Amber, the hugs were one armed, as Luke held onto me. It felt more like support than the caveman-esque gesture, I’d first taken it for. I’d never felt as supported or cherished by anyone I’d ever dated before.
These were extenuating circumstances, but that would often bring out the worst in someone, not the best. Luke hadn’t become frustrated with me once, not even when it took me forty-five minutes to select flowers the other day. I couldn’t decide between Gerbera daisies and lilies. In the end, I’d opted for both. He never got angry or tried to rush me, just stood silently by my side, offering support.
Everyone was seated around the long table, except for Hope, she was apparently running late. In her line of work, that sometimes happened. Sessions with her clients would often run long, causing her to run behind or miss events entirely. She took her work seriously and did her best to help the people who needed her the most.
The table was filled with our friends; Amber and Mrs. Jackson were currently the only other females in attendance. It looked like a very lopsided group. Taking it all in, the love and support surrounding me, I watched as people spoke in low tones, hushed conversations, concerned looks and gentle smiles. This was an amazing group of people, supportive and helpful: anytime.
A tiny flurry of long black hair rushed into the restaurant. Hope’s elfin face was flushed, blue eyes frenzied, and pink bow shaped lips flattened into a thin line. Her hair was loose, sides pulled back away from her face, her clothes were perfect. She wore a beautiful long black pencil skirt, black peep toed heels and a dusky gray silk blouse. All the guys turned their head as she rushed over to our table, spouting apologies for being late.
Hope made her way to the only open chair, sandwiched between Jake and Reed. I noticed Jake’s gaze lingered on her face longer than was polite. He stood from his chair to pull hers out, her surprised smile was wide and genuine. His face softened as he looked into her eyes. Once they were both seated again, Hope thanked him, then began talking about her last appointment that had run over.
Jake tried to remain aloof, but I could see the interest smoldering in his eyes. His broad shoulders encased in a dark gray dress shirt, no tie; looked enormous next to Hope’s little body. Jake was at least six-foot-three, his light blonde hair had a little wave to it and his deep blue eyes were mesmerizing. They made a striking pair; or they could.
I didn’t know if Hope was dating anyone now, she’d been in a relationship several months ago, but I knew they’d broken up. It hadn’t lasted more than a month. The idiot couldn’t handle her close relationship with my brother, he was actually jealous regardless of how many times they both told him that they were just
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