Romancing the Storm: Second Chances by Alana Hart, Alana Claire Page A
Authors: Alana Hart, Alana Claire
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"Blaine, I..." I shake my head blinded by the sudden tears. I'm having trouble saying it.
"Gracelyn, look at me. Tell me. Who would you choose? Think carefully about how you feel about me and how you feel about him. Think about how he leaves you feeling as well. When I go off for my work, do you feel hurt and lonely? Or do you know that I will call, and I will return at a set time?"
I nod my head slowly, the tears fall. "Okay, you're right Judah. I do have feelings for you. But I made a promise to Blaine, and I'm not a promise breaker. I cannot be with you as you want. I love you with all my heart, but I love Blaine too. I can't have both of you in that respect. I can only have one. You are my best friend. I can't imagine life without you. But Blaine and I have made plans, and I'm not turning my back on him. I can't. Can't we continue being friends as we are? If you want to date someone else you can," I say.
"So that's it? We're just buddies, but you'll go off and marry Blaine," Judah says.
"If he asks me. I told him I'd wait. I have to give at least it a try. And until he returns I'm all yours like we've been doing if you want. If you don't, I understand. Please understand my position. I'm not a promise breaker. If I were, I wouldn't be worth keeping," I say.
Judah smiles, his eyes sad and looks down. "Okay, I don't want to lose you as a friend. But a kiss once in a while is good, right?"
Chapter Fifteen
We manage to make it through the next day as the hurricane continues outside the cave. We hunker down as we patiently wait for a break in the rain. Finally the afternoon of the fourth day of the storm the sun peeks out from behind the clouds giving us much-needed relief from the constant rain.
We pack the cave and make the trek to the tattered beach in hopes of a rescue. Judah stands at the water's edge looking out over the still choppy waves for any sign of a boat.
"Judah, what if they don't come for us? What if the mainland was devastated and they aren't able to come?" I ask. No sooner had the words left my mouth when Judah began jumping up and down and frantically waving his hands. I stand up and see the boat in the distance and do the same.
The boat comes to the area where the end of the dock once sat. A lifeboat flips over the edge, and someone boards it and heads to the shore. The owner of the island steps out of the little raft and wades ashore with a scowl on his face.
"I knew it would be bad," he says looking around. "The island took a direct hit. It took out everything. How in the world did you two survive?"
"We rushed what we could to the cave behind the falls. We hunkered down there for four days. We had gone exploring when you came by before the storm hit, we saw the bag, but the pelting rain ruined the note," Judah says.
"Yeah, I came by to bring you to shore. I sat there for an hour, but the storm was rolling in. I hated leaving you but had no choice. The Coast Guard said we had to abandon the area." He shakes his head as he walks to where the hut had sat.
"I'm thankful for insurance. This is a total loss," the owner says as he scratches his head. "Even the dock didn't make it."
"I suggest if you rebuild to make it a bunker. Now that would bring people here for the storms," Judah says with a chuckle.
"Yeah well, the mainland did sustain some damage, though not as much as the outer islands. Well, I need to get back. I wanted to come here and assess the damage and hoped to find you. Let's load your things to the lifeboat. No one's manning the other. Dropped anchor so I need to get back to it."
We follow the owner with armloads of our luggage and load the lifeboat. I look at the island and sigh. Honestly, the past week has been an incredible adventure with my best friend and I am not sorry for coming here. We load onto the big boat, and once the lifeboat is secure, we head back to the mainland. Judah stands at the side watching the island disappear. I grab his hand and smile.
"In spite
"Blaine, I..." I shake my head blinded by the sudden tears. I'm having trouble saying it.
"Gracelyn, look at me. Tell me. Who would you choose? Think carefully about how you feel about me and how you feel about him. Think about how he leaves you feeling as well. When I go off for my work, do you feel hurt and lonely? Or do you know that I will call, and I will return at a set time?"
I nod my head slowly, the tears fall. "Okay, you're right Judah. I do have feelings for you. But I made a promise to Blaine, and I'm not a promise breaker. I cannot be with you as you want. I love you with all my heart, but I love Blaine too. I can't have both of you in that respect. I can only have one. You are my best friend. I can't imagine life without you. But Blaine and I have made plans, and I'm not turning my back on him. I can't. Can't we continue being friends as we are? If you want to date someone else you can," I say.
"So that's it? We're just buddies, but you'll go off and marry Blaine," Judah says.
"If he asks me. I told him I'd wait. I have to give at least it a try. And until he returns I'm all yours like we've been doing if you want. If you don't, I understand. Please understand my position. I'm not a promise breaker. If I were, I wouldn't be worth keeping," I say.
Judah smiles, his eyes sad and looks down. "Okay, I don't want to lose you as a friend. But a kiss once in a while is good, right?"
Chapter Fifteen
We manage to make it through the next day as the hurricane continues outside the cave. We hunker down as we patiently wait for a break in the rain. Finally the afternoon of the fourth day of the storm the sun peeks out from behind the clouds giving us much-needed relief from the constant rain.
We pack the cave and make the trek to the tattered beach in hopes of a rescue. Judah stands at the water's edge looking out over the still choppy waves for any sign of a boat.
"Judah, what if they don't come for us? What if the mainland was devastated and they aren't able to come?" I ask. No sooner had the words left my mouth when Judah began jumping up and down and frantically waving his hands. I stand up and see the boat in the distance and do the same.
The boat comes to the area where the end of the dock once sat. A lifeboat flips over the edge, and someone boards it and heads to the shore. The owner of the island steps out of the little raft and wades ashore with a scowl on his face.
"I knew it would be bad," he says looking around. "The island took a direct hit. It took out everything. How in the world did you two survive?"
"We rushed what we could to the cave behind the falls. We hunkered down there for four days. We had gone exploring when you came by before the storm hit, we saw the bag, but the pelting rain ruined the note," Judah says.
"Yeah, I came by to bring you to shore. I sat there for an hour, but the storm was rolling in. I hated leaving you but had no choice. The Coast Guard said we had to abandon the area." He shakes his head as he walks to where the hut had sat.
"I'm thankful for insurance. This is a total loss," the owner says as he scratches his head. "Even the dock didn't make it."
"I suggest if you rebuild to make it a bunker. Now that would bring people here for the storms," Judah says with a chuckle.
"Yeah well, the mainland did sustain some damage, though not as much as the outer islands. Well, I need to get back. I wanted to come here and assess the damage and hoped to find you. Let's load your things to the lifeboat. No one's manning the other. Dropped anchor so I need to get back to it."
We follow the owner with armloads of our luggage and load the lifeboat. I look at the island and sigh. Honestly, the past week has been an incredible adventure with my best friend and I am not sorry for coming here. We load onto the big boat, and once the lifeboat is secure, we head back to the mainland. Judah stands at the side watching the island disappear. I grab his hand and smile.
"In spite
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