“We’ll be back in a few minutes. Don’t start the movie without us.”
“It’s cold out there you two. Bundle up.” Claire says and I smile at her. That small little motherly advice makes me happy and sad. I miss my mom.
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A few minutes later, we are outside. Dylan leads me to the backyard. We walk down this small path. It’s dark so I can’t really make out much but for tall trees. When we reach the end of the path, a gazebo is there. It’s all white and covered in white twinkly lights. It looks like a scene right out of a movie. It’s so beautiful and I’ve never seen anything like that. I step into it and look around. The detail is amazing.
“My dad and I built it together.” Dylan says.
“Wow! You did an amazing job.”
“Thanks. Go to the end there. It’s sitting on the water.”
I step to the end and look down. It sure is sitting on the water. To my right is a door that opens onto the dock. The views are spectacular from any place you stand. It has to be beautiful being out here watching all the seasons go by.
“It really is gorgeous.” I turn and look at him. He’s watching me and I smile. “Thank you for rescuing me during dinner.”
He stuffs his hands in his pockets. “Don’t mention it. Dad can get a little pushy.”
“It’s his home and I’m a guest. It’s only natural for him to want to get to know me.”
“True but he didn’t have to go about it in that manner. I’m sorry and I hope he didn’t cross any lines.”
“No, not at all.” I cross my arms. “It seems like it’s getting colder by the minute.”
“Come on. Let’s go back in.” We start back down the path. “Would you like to go to dinner sometime?”
“I would like to but my schedule is so hectic. Maybe we can work something out.”
“Sounds good.”
A few minutes later, we are back in the family room. Dylan, Miranda and I are sitting on the floor with a huge bowl of popcorn and soft drinks. The movie begins and the rest of the night is spent laughing and having the best time.
Chapter 4
Inquiries
Dylan
It’s Christmas morning and I’m lying in bed staring at the ceiling. I stayed at my parents’ house last night because I was too tired to drive home. I spent most of the night tossing and turning. I am exhausted. I keep seeing Amber and wondering about her. I want to get to know her but I have a sinking feeling that she’s going to make it difficult. I am mesmerized by this girl. No other girl has ever affected me this way. I cannot stop thinking about her and I didn’t even get her number. I don’t even know if I’ll see her again. I need to see her again though. Everything about her captivates me. She’s beautiful, smart, shy, extremely sexy, brave and beautifully complicated. Those ice blue eyes keep appearing in my mind. They are so sad and tired.
I look at the clock and the red lights read six thirty in the morning. I sit up and I can hear mom and dad downstairs. Our Christmas Day tradition is to be downstairs by seven. We open presents, have a heavy breakfast and then take naps because we were up so late the night before. Once everyone is awake, we relax the afternoon and have a nice dinner. I wonder what Amber’s Christmas tradition is. A knock comes from the door and it pulls me from my thoughts.
“Come in.”
Miranda peeks her head in. “Merry Christmas, big brother.”
“Merry Christmas.” I smile at her. “Come in and sit with me a minute.” She walks in and sits next to me on the bed. “I want to talk to you about Amber.”
“I knew it! You like her!” She whispers loudly. I laugh.
“Yes I do but I feel like I’m going to get nowhere really fast. She doesn’t seem interested.”