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"How do you feel?"
I sighed. "I'm so comfortable here with you, but I…" I looked up and the sky was full of rain, innumerable drops, as far as my eyes could see. Rain was relentlessly dropping down onto us."I'm not used to this." I saw a flash of lightning in the distance, and I blinked at him with a concerned stare. He kissed me. An unhurried kiss, like a gesture of reassurance.
I let it happen.
I wanted to melt.
"It's fine," he said, pulling back with a smile. "It's far away."
A deep rumbling sound started to happen, low, soft thunder causing bass to reverberate in my bones. My expression grew more concerned, and he smiled at me still.
"It's far away, I promise."
I took another deep breath, wiping my face.
"Just relax. It's okay to get wet in the rain. This was the feeling I was talking about."
"I can honestly say I have never ever done anything like this before."
"I know you haven't. That's why I pulled you out here in the middle of the night. We're soaked. Just give into it."
Owen closed his eyes and breathed in through his nose, looking upward, smelling and feeling the rain. I watched him, thinking he was the most beautiful man who had ever been born and wondering how I could have possibly ended up there.
"I think about rain when I'm feeling overwhelmed," he reminded me. He looked upward, letting the drops hit his face. "I imagine myself in the rain just like this, and I'm able to shift my perspective. I calm my nerves and decide to give in to the feeling of it all."
"I think I'm okay being wet," I said, tucking a piece of damp hair behind my ear. "I feel relaxed in my body, and I feel good about my clothes and hair getting wet… but my heart is still racing right now. I'm all jittery, but I have the feeling it's got nothing to do with the rain. It's you. I'm still not used to it. I’m looking at you now, and you're too wonderful and perfect. I don'teven know how I got here. I'm not nervous about the rain. I’m nervous about you."
He stared at me as rain fell between us. His expression was unreadable but thoughtful.
"What about me makes you nervous?"
I laughed.
"What?" he said.
"Everything. Look at you. Look at your face. Look at this moment. I am… um… last night at the restaurant, Abe was telling me this story about you carrying someone off of the stage."
"I heard him," Owen said, humbly shaking me off.
"No, Owen, you're just so… you're always looking out for others and caring about others, and yet you still manage to be on top of so many things yourself. How did you even remember I've never been soaked in the rain? It's one o'clock in the morning. We're half asleep, and you're still thinking about me."
"Because, it's perfect, you told me you've never done this," he said. He held me tighter, adjusting his arms around me. "Are you cold? You're shivering."
"Yes, but I don't want to leave."
"I’m not letting you stand here and shiver. Come on." He pulled me along, taking me through the yard and into the pool area.
"No, I don't want to go in yet," I said knowing we had to say goodnight. "I don't care that I'm cold. Let's just take another minute."
I held his hand while walking through the pool area. Now that we were walking, I was no longer shivering. We made our way under the patio where we were out of the rain. I stared at him while we walked. He was so masculine and confident that it took my breath away. I wiped my face and blinked at him when he turned to me.
"I warmed up," I said.
"We have towels right over there." I felt him flinch like he was going to move when he said it, and I tightened my grasp on him.
"Don't, please," I said.
"I thought you might want a towel," he said. "I felt bad for getting you wet."
