Courageous Love: A Christian Romance Novel (The Hawaii Love Series, #1) by Kelsey MacBride
Authors: Kelsey MacBride
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belongings all over the airport floor. And in the middle of them was the most beautiful, captivating pair of large brown eyes he had ever seen. Daniel stared for a split second, then turned away, slowly glancing at the rest of the woman he had just knocked to the floor.
He held his hand out again, and Michelle grabbed it. Daniel took his other hand and put it under Michelle’s elbow, helping her up gently. Getting to her feet, she dusted herself off. “Oh, thank you,” she said, looking up at the stranger. Wow, she thought. He was even better looking close up. “Um, I’m sorry,” she began, but Daniel cut her off.
“No, no, it was my fault, really. I’m sorry.” The two stood fixated on each other for what seemed like minutes. Michelle felt her skin grow warm and quickly turned away, grabbing her belongings off the floor. Daniel bent down next to her and the strong scent of his aftershave swirled around Michelle, causing her to become even more distracted.
“I’m, I was, I mean ...” Daniel stammered like a schoolboy. “I was looking for my gate, and I didn’t see you. Are you alright?”
“Yes, no,” Michelle said, trying to ignore the delicious smell of this very good looking man. “I mean, yes, I’m alright. No, I think it was my fault. I’m in a bit of a rush, and I wasn’t watching where I was going either.” She finished gathering the contents of her purse and stood up. “I’m sorry, too,” she giggled, feeling silly and awkward.
Daniel grabbed the paperwork off the floor, grabbed his tickets and handed Michelle hers. “Where are you headed?” Daniel asked, unsure why.
“I’ve got to catch a shuttle to Haleiwa. My grandmother is sick.” Michelle didn’t know why she was sharing this information with a complete stranger, but she felt safe doing it.
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” Daniel fumbled with his tickets. “Okay,” he said. He was probably already late for his flight, but something held him frozen in Michelle’s gaze. “Alright,” he said, not wanting to go. “Well, I hope your grandmother gets better soon.”
Michelle blushed and pulled her eyes from Daniel’s. “Okay, thanks again.” She ducked past him with her luggage, hoping this stranger would continue to offer her help, and took a few steps toward the shuttle desks before looking back over her shoulder. But when she did, Daniel was gone. She turned back toward the counter and saw the sign for the Honolulu shuttle. Within ten minutes, Michelle was on the shuttle and headed toward the city. As she sat in the back of the shuttle, she wondered where that handsome stranger was going. And she wondered who he was.
Daniel looked up, found his gate and darted to it. When he rounded the corner, he stopped, thinking about the woman on the floor. He quickly shot his head around the corner and looked toward the shuttle counter. He saw Michelle hand the clerk her ticket and exit to the shuttle. Honolulu thought Daniel. Hmmm.
“Final boarding call for flight 3045 to Los Angeles.” Daniel snapped his head back and looked up at the gate. He saw the flight attendant standing behind the counter holding the intercom to her mouth. Another flight attendant stood by the door ushering in the last few passengers for the flight. Daniel picked up his pace to a slow jog, waving his tickets above his head to get the attendant’s attention. He arrived just as the last passenger entered the jet-way.
“Sorry, so sorry I’m late,” Daniel said as he handed the attendant his ticket. She smiled politely and swiped the paper boarding pass through the machine. A loud beep put a frown on her face, and she looked up at Daniel.
“Let’s try that again,” she said; her smile reappeared as she took the paper ticket and ran it through the machine a second time. The beep seemed louder this time and the woman’s frown returned. Grabbing her reading glasses from around her neck, she rested them on her nose, holding the ticket out in front
He held his hand out again, and Michelle grabbed it. Daniel took his other hand and put it under Michelle’s elbow, helping her up gently. Getting to her feet, she dusted herself off. “Oh, thank you,” she said, looking up at the stranger. Wow, she thought. He was even better looking close up. “Um, I’m sorry,” she began, but Daniel cut her off.
“No, no, it was my fault, really. I’m sorry.” The two stood fixated on each other for what seemed like minutes. Michelle felt her skin grow warm and quickly turned away, grabbing her belongings off the floor. Daniel bent down next to her and the strong scent of his aftershave swirled around Michelle, causing her to become even more distracted.
“I’m, I was, I mean ...” Daniel stammered like a schoolboy. “I was looking for my gate, and I didn’t see you. Are you alright?”
“Yes, no,” Michelle said, trying to ignore the delicious smell of this very good looking man. “I mean, yes, I’m alright. No, I think it was my fault. I’m in a bit of a rush, and I wasn’t watching where I was going either.” She finished gathering the contents of her purse and stood up. “I’m sorry, too,” she giggled, feeling silly and awkward.
Daniel grabbed the paperwork off the floor, grabbed his tickets and handed Michelle hers. “Where are you headed?” Daniel asked, unsure why.
“I’ve got to catch a shuttle to Haleiwa. My grandmother is sick.” Michelle didn’t know why she was sharing this information with a complete stranger, but she felt safe doing it.
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” Daniel fumbled with his tickets. “Okay,” he said. He was probably already late for his flight, but something held him frozen in Michelle’s gaze. “Alright,” he said, not wanting to go. “Well, I hope your grandmother gets better soon.”
Michelle blushed and pulled her eyes from Daniel’s. “Okay, thanks again.” She ducked past him with her luggage, hoping this stranger would continue to offer her help, and took a few steps toward the shuttle desks before looking back over her shoulder. But when she did, Daniel was gone. She turned back toward the counter and saw the sign for the Honolulu shuttle. Within ten minutes, Michelle was on the shuttle and headed toward the city. As she sat in the back of the shuttle, she wondered where that handsome stranger was going. And she wondered who he was.
Daniel looked up, found his gate and darted to it. When he rounded the corner, he stopped, thinking about the woman on the floor. He quickly shot his head around the corner and looked toward the shuttle counter. He saw Michelle hand the clerk her ticket and exit to the shuttle. Honolulu thought Daniel. Hmmm.
“Final boarding call for flight 3045 to Los Angeles.” Daniel snapped his head back and looked up at the gate. He saw the flight attendant standing behind the counter holding the intercom to her mouth. Another flight attendant stood by the door ushering in the last few passengers for the flight. Daniel picked up his pace to a slow jog, waving his tickets above his head to get the attendant’s attention. He arrived just as the last passenger entered the jet-way.
“Sorry, so sorry I’m late,” Daniel said as he handed the attendant his ticket. She smiled politely and swiped the paper boarding pass through the machine. A loud beep put a frown on her face, and she looked up at Daniel.
“Let’s try that again,” she said; her smile reappeared as she took the paper ticket and ran it through the machine a second time. The beep seemed louder this time and the woman’s frown returned. Grabbing her reading glasses from around her neck, she rested them on her nose, holding the ticket out in front
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