Page 53 of Chase the Storm


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Indy lifted her head from my chest. “What do you do?”

“I’m a professional surfer.”

Her body went solid as shock littered her features. “But… but there’s no place in Colorado to surf.”

Smiling, foolishly ignoring how distressed she’d become, I reasoned, “I know. That’s why I live in Hawaii.”

Only after I’d gotten those words out did I realize just how big of a mistake I’d made.

FIFTEEN

Indy

I felt like I’d been thrown into an ice bath.

Hawaii.

He lived in Hawaii.

Why? Why had I done this to myself again?

I’d gotten so caught up in Griffin and all he was making me feel, I never asked him what he did for a living.

How stupid could I have been?

A professional surfer. Griffin tossed that information out there like nothing. He shared it so nonchalantly, like he couldn’t possibly imagine what hearing that news might do to someone like me who had just gotten involved with him the way I had.

Had he done it intentionally?

While I’d been allowing my heart to soften and was opening myself up to the possibility of a romantic relationship again, Griffin never felt the same.

But he surely knew how to make me think he was serious about me.

I was still staring at him, my eyes searching for answers to all of the questions running through my mind, and sadly, I found none. Then again, it’s not like I expected Griffin to be the one to have any answers as to why I’d been such a fool.

Instead of focusing on me, though, I decided to turn it around on him. Unfortunately, I couldn’t do that with my naked body pressed tight to his.

I scrambled up to a seated position, reached out for the extra sleeping bag, and covered myself up. Fortunately, there was still a light on, so I would be able to see the look on his face when he told me the truth. I could already see the change in his expression.

Holding the sleeping bag tight against my chest, I asked, “You’re a professional surfer?”

He nodded. “Yes.”

“And you live in Hawaii?”

“Yes.”

There it was—confirmation I hadn’t heard him incorrectly or made it all up in my head. “Is your family really from Blue Spruce?” I questioned him, wondering if I could believe anything he’d told me.

His eyes narrowed in a way that indicated he was confused and trying to figure something out. “Yes, they are. What’s going on here?”

For several long moments, I simply stared at him in silence. How could he not know what was wrong? Griffin was a smart man. I didn’t believe he couldn’t understand why I was suddenly looking like I was ready to bolt.

Because I was ready to bolt.

I was humiliated.

Tears I hadn’t expected began welling in my eyes. That was the last thing I needed right now. I didn’t want Griffin to see me crying, because I’d made another big mistake.

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