Page 27 of I Love You Again
"Have mercy." She teased with her own Blanche Dubois accent andgiggled.
Have mercy indeed. He was going to need plenty of the good Lord's mercy being aroundher.
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Brad thoughtthey could start with something big so they chose a tour of Haleakala, Iao Valley, and Central Maui. When he made the suggestion to Trina, she practically burst withexcitement.
He was excited too. The dormant volcano there had always interested him. When he did get around to going on vacation, he always opted for somewhere that would provide a taste of adventure. This was perfect for themboth.
And, a perfect time they had indeed. From the summit of Haleakala Crater to the picturesque viewpoint of Lao Needle they explored the best of Central Maui and even got the chance to visit historic Wailuku. There they immersed themselves in the island's history and other fascinatingstories.
Their excitement hit the roof as they drove up Haleakala's ten-thousand- foot summit and saw the astounding land around them. It was definitely a memorableexperience.
Brad loved mountains. He'd climbed a few in the past, like Fuji, Kilimanjaro, andEverest.
The whole trip lasted for a good eight hours or so, so it was a good thing they left so early this morning. It gave them just enough time to break away and do their own little tour of the East Maui Waterfalls, experiencing the hidden, tropical beauty that lured them into the scenicview.
Trina loved it there, and he enjoyed watching the happiness that rippled off her. It was good to see her like that, withhim.
He marveled at how comfortable he was with her. It felt as if nothing had changed between them. He was so comfortable with her that he had to remind himself several times that they weren't a couple. Every time he went to put his arm around her, or pull her in for a kiss like he used to he had to stophimself.
It was good Trina was completely oblivious to him with his crazyemotions.
He supposed it was good too because it meant she was over him. Not that he expected her not to be. That was the idea in leaving. To make it, so she was free of him, and to give her the chance to be happy with someoneelse.
As for him,well...
Maybe he was just being a guy and allowing his attraction to her to guide him. He'd never been able to control that. It was something with a life of its own that refused to be wielded. And, like any guy with eyes in the presence of an extremely beautiful woman he was powerless, a complete slave toattraction.
They finished up the day at the oceanfront of Kaanapali with a luau and a heavenly meal. Enjoying the performance and the exotic cuisine as the sun made it's decent, providing a whole other kind of beauty torelish.
It started to rain as they made their way back to the beach house. Trina ran inside the minute they arrived because she didn't want her hair going too curly. It was too late because her already wavy hair had started to become more defined in itscurl.
He liked it that way or whatever way she had it. She was one of those women who looked good no matter what style she wore her hairin.
"It's completely curly isn't it?" She gasped and pouted as she looked at herself in the mirror in the livingroom.
He leaned on the wall opposite her and gave her a tentative look. "Is this one of those times I'm supposed to not tell the truth. It could be safer for me if I pretend I didn't hear you." He gritted his teeth as shelaughed.
She swatted him brushing her hands over his chest, making his skin tingle where she touched, although his t-shirt was drenched from therain.
"Tell me the truth." She smiled and turned back to face the mirror. "You can see what it looks like from theback."
Yes, he could, along with everything else. Her top clung to her skin highlighting the perfect outline of her frame. Those fully rounded breasts that he used to play with, the curve that ran down to her tiny waist, her perfect ass in those shorts and those elegant legs he’d couldn’t help but imagine wrapped aroundhim.
Water trickled down her back and dripped on to the floor. She gathered up her hair and moved it to the side revealing the smooth skin on herback.
"Brad, are youlistening?"
"What?"
She turned back to him. "The truth would be great. Curls are a no in humidweather."
"Oh,um..."
A worried expression crossed over her face. "I look thatbad?"
"No, God no. You look..." He attempted but stopped. Her wide, beautiful eyes charmed him, and he found he couldn't fight against the force that drew him to her even if he tried. "You lookbeautiful."
