bored,” Logan offered.
“I will certainly keep
that in mind.”
I thought to myself, who
wouldn’t love working for you? Wow, why do I keep going there? It was like
my mind couldn’t think of anything but Logan. Am I going crazy or what?
Our food arrived and it
looked delicious. As we enjoyed our meal, I said, “Incredible again.”
“I didn’t cook it,” he
replied.
“No, but you sure did
bring us here,” I said.
“In that case, you are
welcome.”
The sun started
dropping down across the Sandia sky.
I learned Sandia meant
watermelon. The sky was definitely watermelon. The sky then progressed to add
orange and purple and blue.
“I have never seen a
more beautiful sky and it goes on forever and ever.”
“Don’t take your eyes
off of it, because it slips down very fast up here,” Logan said.
“There it goes. Wow,
wow, wow!” That was all I could say. I was tongue tied for adjectives.
“It was amazing, wasn’t
it? I could watch it every night and never get tired of it,” Logan said.
“You got that right.”
After we finished our
incredible meal, Logan asked, “Are you ready to go back down now or wait until
the last Tram of the night?”
“Sure, we can go down
now,” I replied.
We headed for the
station and boarded the Tram to go down. It was just as crowded on the way
down. This time the view was much different in the dark. Logan had a hold of me
by my jacket. He had the material balled up under his hand.
I was thinking ‘my
protector’. The breeze blew over us. I couldn’t get enough of the smell of him
from the cross wind. It just took over all of my senses. There I went again. He
leaned over and asked if I was okay, as if he could see my flushed face in the
dark.
“I’m fine,” I
whispered.
“You sure are,” he
whispered back.
My heart started racing
at the sensual sound of his voice whispering in my ear. Oh, heart, please be
still, I scolded. I knew without a doubt at that moment, I was falling hard
for my green-eyed tour guide.
It seemed an eternity,
but it could not have been more than fifteen minutes until we were back where
we started at the home Tram Station. We unloaded and headed for the truck. He
opened my door and I got in and looked at my phone.
There was nothing but
things to like on Facebook. That could wait.
Logan sent a text to
someone and then we pulled out.
“That was so much fun.
Thank you so much. You really rock! I can’t believe the places you take me,” I
said.
“I can’t believe how
much fun I have when I’m with you,” he replied.
In the background on
the radio, Snow Patrol was rocking out.
“The glistening lights
of the city are on steroids tonight,” I said.
“It’s because there are
few trees and you can see for miles and miles. It is very beautiful,” Logan
said.
“This really seems like
a magical place. It’s funny how I never even heard anything of New Mexico
except the name until my aunt suggested I come here.”
“Your aunt is a very
smart woman,” he said.
We finally made it to
the gate of my community and Logan punched in his code to open it. We pulled
around to the house and he got out of the truck to let me out and followed me
to the door.
“Thanks again for a
great time,” I said.
“It was all my
pleasure. I will pick you up bright and early. Bring that windbreaker because
you may need it again,” Logan said.
“Okay. Goodnight,” I
said.
“Goodnight, Isabella,”
he replied as I went in and locked the door behind me.
CHAPTER TEN
I saw a note on the
table by the door from the electrician. The note said that everything was wired
as it should be and worked great. No adjustments had to be made.
I thought to myself, well,
that is weird.
I decided since I
needed to get up early in the morning that I had better get ready for bed so
that I would have a cheery disposition tomorrow. I headed upstairs and turned
on my music on the wall panel. I checked the bathroom light and it came
“I will certainly keep
that in mind.”
I thought to myself, who
wouldn’t love working for you? Wow, why do I keep going there? It was like
my mind couldn’t think of anything but Logan. Am I going crazy or what?
Our food arrived and it
looked delicious. As we enjoyed our meal, I said, “Incredible again.”
“I didn’t cook it,” he
replied.
“No, but you sure did
bring us here,” I said.
“In that case, you are
welcome.”
The sun started
dropping down across the Sandia sky.
I learned Sandia meant
watermelon. The sky was definitely watermelon. The sky then progressed to add
orange and purple and blue.
“I have never seen a
more beautiful sky and it goes on forever and ever.”
“Don’t take your eyes
off of it, because it slips down very fast up here,” Logan said.
“There it goes. Wow,
wow, wow!” That was all I could say. I was tongue tied for adjectives.
“It was amazing, wasn’t
it? I could watch it every night and never get tired of it,” Logan said.
“You got that right.”
After we finished our
incredible meal, Logan asked, “Are you ready to go back down now or wait until
the last Tram of the night?”
“Sure, we can go down
now,” I replied.
We headed for the
station and boarded the Tram to go down. It was just as crowded on the way
down. This time the view was much different in the dark. Logan had a hold of me
by my jacket. He had the material balled up under his hand.
I was thinking ‘my
protector’. The breeze blew over us. I couldn’t get enough of the smell of him
from the cross wind. It just took over all of my senses. There I went again. He
leaned over and asked if I was okay, as if he could see my flushed face in the
dark.
“I’m fine,” I
whispered.
“You sure are,” he
whispered back.
My heart started racing
at the sensual sound of his voice whispering in my ear. Oh, heart, please be
still, I scolded. I knew without a doubt at that moment, I was falling hard
for my green-eyed tour guide.
It seemed an eternity,
but it could not have been more than fifteen minutes until we were back where
we started at the home Tram Station. We unloaded and headed for the truck. He
opened my door and I got in and looked at my phone.
There was nothing but
things to like on Facebook. That could wait.
Logan sent a text to
someone and then we pulled out.
“That was so much fun.
Thank you so much. You really rock! I can’t believe the places you take me,” I
said.
“I can’t believe how
much fun I have when I’m with you,” he replied.
In the background on
the radio, Snow Patrol was rocking out.
“The glistening lights
of the city are on steroids tonight,” I said.
“It’s because there are
few trees and you can see for miles and miles. It is very beautiful,” Logan
said.
“This really seems like
a magical place. It’s funny how I never even heard anything of New Mexico
except the name until my aunt suggested I come here.”
“Your aunt is a very
smart woman,” he said.
We finally made it to
the gate of my community and Logan punched in his code to open it. We pulled
around to the house and he got out of the truck to let me out and followed me
to the door.
“Thanks again for a
great time,” I said.
“It was all my
pleasure. I will pick you up bright and early. Bring that windbreaker because
you may need it again,” Logan said.
“Okay. Goodnight,” I
said.
“Goodnight, Isabella,”
he replied as I went in and locked the door behind me.
CHAPTER TEN
I saw a note on the
table by the door from the electrician. The note said that everything was wired
as it should be and worked great. No adjustments had to be made.
I thought to myself, well,
that is weird.
I decided since I
needed to get up early in the morning that I had better get ready for bed so
that I would have a cheery disposition tomorrow. I headed upstairs and turned
on my music on the wall panel. I checked the bathroom light and it came
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