Awakening Book One of the Trust Series(35)
Garrett grabbed her hand, leading her away. “Let’s get out of here, shall we?”
Chapter 10
As Garrett led them down the old wooden walkway that led to the beach, he could not help admiring Caitlyn holding her heels in her hand, sighing as her bare feet touched the soft sand.
It was chaotic at the annual Trust Gala to say the least. He couldn’t help but be impressed at the way that Caitlyn presented herself. He was already sure that many of the Trust’s most important people had a positive outlook on her and were already considering vying for her for multiple positions.
Still, he wondered if this might be overwhelming to her considering her sister passed away less than two weeks ago. He thought that maybe he was rash in bringing her to an event such as this. She had been so insistent on returning back to training so quickly that he could not help but think that maybe this might afford her an opportunity to take a break from it all, even if it was just for a couple more days until they returned back to Maine. But now, he wasn’t sure which would have been more taxing on her, this event or continuing the training at the insane pace that she set for herself.
“So much better.” She breathed softly, smiling up at him.
“Are you alright? It was a lot to take in back there.”
Looking out at the night, she responded. “I’m fine. Really.”
She took a few steps forward before accidently stumbling on a small piece of driftwood. Garrett caught her, her body securely in his arms. It seemed like eternity as he found himself getting lost in those brown eyes of hers, when he found the strength to straighten the both of them up before letting her go. He cleared his throat.
The past few months had been building up to this. He was attracted to her from the first time he laid eyes on her in that bar, dancing with her friends. He had pushed it aside immediately, flirting with countless women. The flirting was an attempt to stave off the inevitable, letting it fester underneath the surface, until it became impossible to deny the feelings he had for her. He knew now that he could not hold off a moment longer. It was time. As much as he had tried all evening, he could not get his mind off the enticing way her body clung to the lines of the dress, the way she felt in his arms just now.
Isla had pulled him aside earlier that evening in part to discuss the exact nature of the relationship between Garrett and Caitlyn. It was her job to know everything that was associated with the Trust, even relationships. She had wanted to find out exactly what was occurring between the two of them, surprised when Garrett indicated nothing. As his friend, she indicated that he better act on his feelings fast before others tried to pursue her. And with the way she looked this evening, he knew that wouldn’t be long. He was positive that several males had amorous thoughts about her; he did not need to be telepathic to know that. He wanted to let her know how much he cared for her and hoped that she would return the sentiment.
The moon cast a soft glow on the beach, the light catching the waves as they crashed in upon the shore. Garrett closed his eyes, listening as the sounds of the ocean overtook him and soothed him as the waves had done so many times before. Those moments allowed him tranquility; the tranquility he so often had to work hard for when not in Caitlyn’s immediate presence. But now, he found he needed it again, unsure of what exactly her response would be.
Caitlyn gently placed her hand on his arm, bringing him out of his thoughts. He realized for the second time that evening, she had caught him lost in his own thoughts when he wasn’t paying attention. Garrett was not sure he if he was ready for her seeing him while his defenses were down. He admitted to himself that he was nervous about her figuring out some of the secrets that made up Garrett Stevens. He was not ready for her to know that side of him, not yet. But then again, he wasn’t sure he was ready for anyone to know that side of him. He smiled at her, wrapping his arms around her since he noticed that the chill of the ocean wind was making her shiver slightly. She sighed contently, leaning into the embrace. Quietly, with his chin resting securely on her shoulder, he stood there with her, looking out into the Atlantic.
It seemed appropriate that they were on a beach. After all, a beach was where they went on the day of her Awakening, and now it is where he was going to tell her his feelings and hopefully she would reciprocate his.
Garrett found a weathered bench, and motioned for the both of them to sit down. He did not fail to notice how close she was next to him, her thigh touching his, her hand barely grazing his. It was distracting to say the least. He wondered if she really did not realize the impact she had on him. He turned to her, noting that her eyes were wide and inquiring. He stared into those depths, taking her hands gently in his.