are you going to work with them every day after all of this?”
“I have no idea. The whole thing is completely fucked up.”
“It’s beyond fucked up. Way beyond. I hope you can just relax now that you’re in Maui.”
“That’s the plan. Listen, this probably will sound crazy, but I met someone today.”
“What? How?”
“I know, it just happened. I saved her from falling off the rocks into the ocean. She was laying her husband’s ashes to rest.”
“Oh my God, Trace. That’s awful. I mean, I’m glad you saved her, but it’s horrible her husband died.”
“I know. It gave me some perspective. Things could always be worse. We’re having dinner tonight.”
“I know you’re a grown man, but just take things slow. You just had your heart shattered.”
Shattered. That was exactly how I felt. “I’ll keep that in mind,” I said, deciding to keep my feelings toward Lindy to myself. Kristie would think I was on the rebound and I didn’t want to get into it with her.
“I hope you have fun and keep me posted.”
“I will. Love you. Gotta go.”
“Love you too.”
With that, our conversation ended.
I couldn’t get the image of Lindy out of my mind. Her long golden hair waving in the breeze. The black halter dress, which showed off her form, but was also appropriate for a memorial service. When I grabbed her to stop her from falling in, the feel of her body against mine had done something to me. I had a need to protect her. A desire to know her.
It was the strangest thing that had ever happened to me. I hadn’t felt overpowered with emotion like this when I’d met Angelina. It wasn’t just physical attraction. Somehow, it was more than I had felt for a woman, even though I loved Angelina. Something about Lindy just got to me.
My heart had gone out to her and when she walked away, she somehow took my heart with her. I couldn’t wait to see her. I wanted to know everything about her. I had no idea how I was going to wait until seven to be with her. But I had no choice. I’d only gotten her name. Lindy Bernard. I had no idea where she was staying or if she would actually show up. Please, God have her show up. I had given Angelina two years of my heart, yet it had never felt full. Two minutes with Lindy and my heart had felt…attached. Surreal.
Chapter 12: Lindy
Sitting on the lanai, gazing out at the ocean that now contained Dane’s ashes, I was trying to make sense of what had happened. One minute I was spreading his ashes, the next I was in the arms of the most handsome man I’d ever laid eyes on. He was movie star good-looking and he had the physique of mythical legends. His muscular arms wrapped around me and held me tight against his broad chest. He…was…there were no words. Words didn’t do him justice.
He had saved me from falling in and potentially being slammed into the rocks. He had saved me. The only other man to ever encase me in protection and safety had been Dane. From the moment I met Dane, he was looking after me. Now I had met Trace and he had clearly been watching over me.
I had to call Ro. I had to talk to her before I went on…a date? How did I have a date? And with the sexiest man alive? This was all too surreal.
“Ro, it’s me. The minute you get this I need you to call me right away. Oh, I hope Todd is doing well. Call me.”
She was going to freak out hearing my message. I never sounded anxious and desperate. My feelings, needs, wants, desires had been suppressed for so long, I sounded stoic most of the time. It was how I could accept my life. The hand I was dealt. Every day I looked for things to be grateful for and fought like crazy to not dwell on what I didn’t have. It was either that or live my life sad and depressed. So, I woke up each morning, thanked God for what I did have and decided to do my best to be content. Did I want more? If I were honest with myself, I’d say yes. A resounding yes. But I worked really hard at wanting what I
“I have no idea. The whole thing is completely fucked up.”
“It’s beyond fucked up. Way beyond. I hope you can just relax now that you’re in Maui.”
“That’s the plan. Listen, this probably will sound crazy, but I met someone today.”
“What? How?”
“I know, it just happened. I saved her from falling off the rocks into the ocean. She was laying her husband’s ashes to rest.”
“Oh my God, Trace. That’s awful. I mean, I’m glad you saved her, but it’s horrible her husband died.”
“I know. It gave me some perspective. Things could always be worse. We’re having dinner tonight.”
“I know you’re a grown man, but just take things slow. You just had your heart shattered.”
Shattered. That was exactly how I felt. “I’ll keep that in mind,” I said, deciding to keep my feelings toward Lindy to myself. Kristie would think I was on the rebound and I didn’t want to get into it with her.
“I hope you have fun and keep me posted.”
“I will. Love you. Gotta go.”
“Love you too.”
With that, our conversation ended.
I couldn’t get the image of Lindy out of my mind. Her long golden hair waving in the breeze. The black halter dress, which showed off her form, but was also appropriate for a memorial service. When I grabbed her to stop her from falling in, the feel of her body against mine had done something to me. I had a need to protect her. A desire to know her.
It was the strangest thing that had ever happened to me. I hadn’t felt overpowered with emotion like this when I’d met Angelina. It wasn’t just physical attraction. Somehow, it was more than I had felt for a woman, even though I loved Angelina. Something about Lindy just got to me.
My heart had gone out to her and when she walked away, she somehow took my heart with her. I couldn’t wait to see her. I wanted to know everything about her. I had no idea how I was going to wait until seven to be with her. But I had no choice. I’d only gotten her name. Lindy Bernard. I had no idea where she was staying or if she would actually show up. Please, God have her show up. I had given Angelina two years of my heart, yet it had never felt full. Two minutes with Lindy and my heart had felt…attached. Surreal.
Chapter 12: Lindy
Sitting on the lanai, gazing out at the ocean that now contained Dane’s ashes, I was trying to make sense of what had happened. One minute I was spreading his ashes, the next I was in the arms of the most handsome man I’d ever laid eyes on. He was movie star good-looking and he had the physique of mythical legends. His muscular arms wrapped around me and held me tight against his broad chest. He…was…there were no words. Words didn’t do him justice.
He had saved me from falling in and potentially being slammed into the rocks. He had saved me. The only other man to ever encase me in protection and safety had been Dane. From the moment I met Dane, he was looking after me. Now I had met Trace and he had clearly been watching over me.
I had to call Ro. I had to talk to her before I went on…a date? How did I have a date? And with the sexiest man alive? This was all too surreal.
“Ro, it’s me. The minute you get this I need you to call me right away. Oh, I hope Todd is doing well. Call me.”
She was going to freak out hearing my message. I never sounded anxious and desperate. My feelings, needs, wants, desires had been suppressed for so long, I sounded stoic most of the time. It was how I could accept my life. The hand I was dealt. Every day I looked for things to be grateful for and fought like crazy to not dwell on what I didn’t have. It was either that or live my life sad and depressed. So, I woke up each morning, thanked God for what I did have and decided to do my best to be content. Did I want more? If I were honest with myself, I’d say yes. A resounding yes. But I worked really hard at wanting what I
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