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threat, but if her life was a movie, it would have definitely been a good possibility. The young woman had always had a strong sense of intuition and she believed it more so than she believed logic. And when she was with Dixon or thought about the man, she didn't get any sense of foreboding. In fact, if she was completely honest, Gemma felt safe with him. Sure, he could be annoying and the reason she might have high blood pressure at such a young age, but that didn't take away from the fact that she trusted he would keep her safe.
She trusted him.
Huh.
That was interesting.
Gemma was very guarded unless she had known someone for a while. She had many acquaintances, but she only had one best friend and that was Gillian. Code Blue was definitely not her friend, but she already trusted him. The fact didn't scare her as much as it interested her, but she wouldn't question her own feelings. If she couldn't trust herself, who could she trust?
What's gotten into you, Gemma ? a voice asked inside her mind. She shook her head as subtly as she possibly could, hoping to rid her thoughts of trust and Code Blue and everything else she didn't want to think about out of her head.
"Thank you," she told him suddenly, her voice quiet but his words sincere. "For this, I mean. Taking me away from the church, the pastor, my parents…"
"I have a question," Dixon said, cocking his head in her direction but keeping his eyes on her. "I get the feeling that you don't want to get married in a church, and while I respect that, I can't help but wonder, then, where do you want to get married?"
Gemma pressed her lips together, deep in thought. She had never actually spent time on the location of her wedding when she was musing about the trivial day. But now that she thought about it, a picture was starting to take place.
"I want a small wedding," she told him. "I would love to get married on a ship on the ocean at sunset, with the ship completely decorated in sunflowers."
"That’s right, " Dixon said, the left corner of his lips curling up in amusement. “Your love of sunflowers.”
"You know, sun flowers are the happiest flower," Gemma said, despite how illogical it sounded. She didn't care; this was what she felt, no matter how silly it sounded. "They're big and yellow and they reach out to the sun, despite how far away it is. They're not roses, or anything elegant, but they make me smile and that's what counts."
Dixon said nothing, but he smiled, as though he was proud of her answer. He finally turned off the road and pulled into a familiar parking lot.
"Hey," Gemma murmured, her brow furrowing slightly. "We're at the docks."
"I was planning on taking you here when we left the church," he explained, clicking the button that released his seatbelt. "You just happened to mention the fact that you wanted to get married on a ship… Well, that was purely a coincidence."
"There are no such things as coincidences," she told him, and though her eyes were teasing, there was a seriousness about her words.
The two exited the car and Dixon led her down to the wooden docks. It was a small part of the larger arena where people housed their various types of boats all throughout the year. The smaller section was for smaller boats, and as Gemma looked around, she felt a flutter of excitement in her heart. Ever since she was a kid, she loved boat rides. She never got sea sick, never worried about the sea…
She always had an interesting outlook on life and death. If it was her time to go, Gemma knew she couldn't exactly stop it. Might as well go doing something she loved. And she loved sailing.
"A sailboat?" she asked when she saw where Dixon had stopped.
Dixon snapped his head in her direction, checking to see if she was mocking him or even disappointed. However, a brilliant smile eclipsed her features and her brown eyes were sparkling. Dixon had to blink; she was shining so bright. He had never seen her look so… beautiful, and he smiled
She trusted him.
Huh.
That was interesting.
Gemma was very guarded unless she had known someone for a while. She had many acquaintances, but she only had one best friend and that was Gillian. Code Blue was definitely not her friend, but she already trusted him. The fact didn't scare her as much as it interested her, but she wouldn't question her own feelings. If she couldn't trust herself, who could she trust?
What's gotten into you, Gemma ? a voice asked inside her mind. She shook her head as subtly as she possibly could, hoping to rid her thoughts of trust and Code Blue and everything else she didn't want to think about out of her head.
"Thank you," she told him suddenly, her voice quiet but his words sincere. "For this, I mean. Taking me away from the church, the pastor, my parents…"
"I have a question," Dixon said, cocking his head in her direction but keeping his eyes on her. "I get the feeling that you don't want to get married in a church, and while I respect that, I can't help but wonder, then, where do you want to get married?"
Gemma pressed her lips together, deep in thought. She had never actually spent time on the location of her wedding when she was musing about the trivial day. But now that she thought about it, a picture was starting to take place.
"I want a small wedding," she told him. "I would love to get married on a ship on the ocean at sunset, with the ship completely decorated in sunflowers."
"That’s right, " Dixon said, the left corner of his lips curling up in amusement. “Your love of sunflowers.”
"You know, sun flowers are the happiest flower," Gemma said, despite how illogical it sounded. She didn't care; this was what she felt, no matter how silly it sounded. "They're big and yellow and they reach out to the sun, despite how far away it is. They're not roses, or anything elegant, but they make me smile and that's what counts."
Dixon said nothing, but he smiled, as though he was proud of her answer. He finally turned off the road and pulled into a familiar parking lot.
"Hey," Gemma murmured, her brow furrowing slightly. "We're at the docks."
"I was planning on taking you here when we left the church," he explained, clicking the button that released his seatbelt. "You just happened to mention the fact that you wanted to get married on a ship… Well, that was purely a coincidence."
"There are no such things as coincidences," she told him, and though her eyes were teasing, there was a seriousness about her words.
The two exited the car and Dixon led her down to the wooden docks. It was a small part of the larger arena where people housed their various types of boats all throughout the year. The smaller section was for smaller boats, and as Gemma looked around, she felt a flutter of excitement in her heart. Ever since she was a kid, she loved boat rides. She never got sea sick, never worried about the sea…
She always had an interesting outlook on life and death. If it was her time to go, Gemma knew she couldn't exactly stop it. Might as well go doing something she loved. And she loved sailing.
"A sailboat?" she asked when she saw where Dixon had stopped.
Dixon snapped his head in her direction, checking to see if she was mocking him or even disappointed. However, a brilliant smile eclipsed her features and her brown eyes were sparkling. Dixon had to blink; she was shining so bright. He had never seen her look so… beautiful, and he smiled
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