Bliss Oliveira is a little lost. Not physically of course, but in every other definition of the word. Her carefree and wild nature have left her unsure of what her next steps are in life. At the age of 26, her friends have it all figured out. With c...
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"I don't want to scare you," a deep voice spoke from the dark just as lightning slashed across the night sky. Echoes of light reflected off the water like a mirror while the dark charcoal clouds let out a deep warning of the storm that loomed. A mixture of both surprises, man and earth, caused a loud gasp to leave my lips and my hand to grab at my chest like it could still the way my heart was galloping.
I could feel the way it raced beneath my palm while my eyes darted to him seated against the damp wood of the dock.
I still didn't know what his name was.
Katie had tried to drill JJ for information but he managed to skillfully evade all questions. It was impressive being as JJ was only a prospect, which I learned meant he still wasn't actually in the club yet, more like he was rushing a fraternity.
Obviously it was way more intense than that but the look on his face when I said "Oh, so it's like rushing a frat!" made everything worth it.
It almost made up for how embarrassed out of my mind I was when Katie had called them over and Mr. Gorgeous didn't come over with his friends.
I sat there all night, half paying attention to the conversations surrounding me while he sat on his phone just thirty feet away. I silently prayed he would come speak to me. It felt like such a childish little girl thing to hope for but I couldn't help it. I couldn't remember the last time I felt the need to wait to be approached.
I tended to be a bit of a go-getter, you know?
But I couldn't keep my eyes away from him just as much as I couldn't bring myself to actually go talk to him.
Also, so stupid of me to pine an evening away with my friends sitting around me. I really wish I had an explanation other than a weird stirring in my stomach everytime our eyes caught one another's.
The setting sun had cast him in a golden hue where he'd sat, looking even more angelic than when I first saw him. Every now and then his eyebrows furrowed in maybe confusion or frustration.
Whatever it was, I had an itch to rub my thumb gently against the skin between his eyebrows to make it go away.
Obviously I didn't. I couldn't even manage to casually go sit with him on the picnic bench, which Katie and Mel begged me to do, both in whispers and in glances. I really couldn't figure out what about him made me so shy but even Wolf and JJ noticed it because even they began to tease me about it.
I really did like Wolf and JJ. They were both so funny. Though sometimes I wasn't sure if they were kidding or dead serious and just really out of touch with reality. Either way, it was fun to hang out with them. Everyone seemed to like them a lot and even Jesse seemed to be having a good time even though his masculinity tended to feel threatened when he wasn't the only man besides Owen around. Mel had definitely warmed up to them despite her previous concerns and at one point whispered to me that they weren't like bikers she grew up around.
