Page 17 of I Love You Again
Chapter 6
Good,the restaurant was practically empty. There were only a few groups ofpeople.
Sometimes Trina didn't like the crowd. Today was one of thosedays.
Jennifer had sent her a text earlier asking her to meet for breakfast at nine thirty. She said she wanted totalk.
To be honest, Trina wasn't in the talking mood, but as it was Jennifer, she felt she could obligeher.
She sat at the furthest table, away from the groups. It had a great view of the white sand beach and the cascade of palm trees that adorned the landscape. She gazed ahead at the deep blue of the waves. The hues so rich with color and the enticement to stareforever.
She was really looking forward to exploring the island and visiting the neighboring islands too. The minute she heard the wedding was going to be in Hawaii she thought she'd love to go to Oahu and do all the sightseeing trips. She wanted to visit Pearl Harbor and soak up the sun on Waikiki Beach. The idea sounded lush. Her tired, drained soul could have done with the break and it was a shame she couldn'tstay.
She'd gone over everything in her mind last night and came to the same conclusion that it was best for her to go home. She needed to process what had happened in the comfort of her own home and get back on her feet. Staying here would take her back to that depressing place she'd lived in when Brad left, and when her fatherdied.
"Hey." Brad's voice pulled her from her deepthoughts.
She turned to see him and that tingle of excitement that used to dance within her heartignited.
It was an old habit, or rather a time displaced reaction. Had tobe.
She observed him. He looked different today. A little tense, but calmer than yesterday and the shadow of a beard gave him a more manlylook.
He looked the same as he did back then. He didn't even look that much older. Maybe just more built and muscular, like he worked out a lot. His massive shoulders filled out the t-shirt he wore, and his dark jeans enhanced the athletic definition in his stronglegs.
Jennifer couldn't have been more correct when she described him as gorgeous, because he definitely was. In her warped mind, Trina couldn't help but wonder how many relationships he'd had since her. But that was irrelevant. She shouldn't be thinking aboutthat.
"Hi," she replied when she found hervoice.
"Can I sit with you?" He motioned to the empty chair next toher.
"Sure." Her pulse quickened erratically as he made his way around to her and lowered to sit. She clasped her hands together and tried to steady her breathing while he watched her. It was hard to remain coherent when he was soclose.
It was hard enough to accept the fact that he was actuallyhere.
Trina's mind went blank, and she struggled to think of what she could talkabout.
"The weather looks great." He was nervous too. He never talked about the weather unless he wasnervous.
"It usually is in Hawaii," she stated and raised her browsslightly.
"Yeah, yeah of course. A little like LA. I guess." He straightened up against the chair lookinguneasy.
"Is that where you live?" She was interested toknow.
His firm, sensual lips lifted into a smile. "Yes. I set up my companythere."
"Youhave your own company?" She found that hard to believe and didn't bother to hide hersurprise.
He narrowed his blue gaze at her and rolled up the long sleeves of his black t-shirt revealing thick, tannedforearms.
"Yes, I have my own company. Why is that so hard tobelieve?"
"Are you kidding? You told me you were going to raise catfish for a living and organize fish fights." She retorted remembering how adamant he was about theidea.
He said people pay to watch people fight, and cockerels fight, catfish fights were no different. Trina had never heard such nonsense in her life, but that wholeStand by Your Mansong kept nudging at her every time she attempted to shoot the ideadown.
Brad looked at her and burst out laughing. She couldn't help herself either. She started to laugh too. It was completely weird given the situation and the swirl of despair that had overwhelmed her since beinghere.
