He crossed the street and hit the pier. Far below, the waves smashed against the pylons and rocks. Everything was closed, but strings of white lights had the entire length of the pier glowing into the dark night. He stilled to listen and heard the soft click, click, click of heels. Gotcha, he thought, and followed. He didn’t catch up with her until the very end of the pier. She’d sunk to a bench, pulled her legs up, and had her arms wrapped around her knees. Facing away from him, she was looking out into the inky night. When he sat next to her, she jumped a little and then glared at him. “I swear I’m going to buy you a bell for your neck.” He didn’t smile. Couldn’t, because her face was wet, and her mascara was smeared slightly beneath her eyes. The sight made his heart stop. “You’re crying.” “No, I’m not.” “Aubrey—” “Damn it, I told you sometimes I get something in my eyes.” She swiped angrily at her face. Sighing, he slid a little closer and put an arm around her. She resisted, but he simply held on, and then suddenly she sagged against him. “You really piss me off,” she murmured, and turning to him, buried her face in his chest. He wrapped both arms around her and pressed his head to hers. “I know.” — from my book ONCE IN A LIFETIME, on sale right now.
Posted on: Wed, 28 May 2014 01:29:39 +0000
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