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#17 "Support"

Her fingers pressed against the black keyboard, her irises fixated on the screen in front of her as she clicked on various colors.

Pink.

Too bright, she thought.

Blue.

Too masculine.

Purple.

Nope.

Green.

Too green.

Yellow.

Too bright.

A sigh escaped her lips.

This was supposed to be the easy part, yet the task seemed more difficult with every passing second.

"I have arrived."

She heard his voice before his presence was felt beside her.

Her orbs glanced in his direction, deafest soaring through her.

"I give up."

His eyebrows arched.

"You've been here for like one hour. This is the easy part..."

"Then why does it feel so hard?"

Her question cut his words short.

"Because you're thinking too much into it."

His fingers wrapped around the mouse as he began to mix and match colors, add animations and text.

Shock ran through Kait on how easy it was for the man beside her when she'd spent an hour and couldn't even perform the same task.

"Do you know who your speakers are as yet?"

His question caused Kait to nod.

"Chelsea is definitely one, Serayah and Nikiesha... I think they would have a different spin on each topic that would add a twist to the sessions and keep it interesting."

"And me?"

Kait paused, her mind scolding her for forgetting the fact that he'd offered his services.

"I'm still working out the kinks of having a male at an all female session. I want them open and comfortable."

"And I don't make you feel comfortable?"

Her inner woman walked away from the battle field, Kait had unexpectedly stepped onto.

"You do Myles... you're going to be a speaker okay... I just need to figure out where I want you."

His gaze rested on hers longer than expected as if searching her for an hint of a lie before he returned to what he was doing.

Kait wondered what the man was thinking in that mind of his that never ceased to amaze her.

She wondered what it thought of her but she pushed the question away, knowing that she didn't want to go there.

She'd only end up hurt in the long run, she could tell.

"Do you ever miss being in a relationship?"

She allowed the question to slip out, his head shaking from side to side.

"No... and it's not to sound harsh... but when I look at my last relationship and how much our lives were intertwined with the other... I look at my life now... interests I had then with her that I don't have now... and I don't think me now would have meshed with her..."

His eyes never left the computer screen.

"If I were to miss being in a relationship it might be the companionship but I've found that in my group of friends... like I go out with women in my youth group... not to date or anything but just to chill... where we have a mutual understanding of us just being friends and I'm grateful for that... being surrounded by friends so I don't miss having someone around..."