Grace bit her lip, the sight of the nearby ocean making her antsy. “I’ve never been actually.” She said wistfully as she glanced from Jamie to the window. It had been far too long since she had seen the water, the last time being the date she had with the boy who sat next to…
Luke’s fingers grazed Dallas’ arms as the drove, his blonde hair thrashing violently with the wind as it blew through the window space. He’d missed the normalcy of it all, and even if his relationship with Dallas was far from average, he knew he’d take her anyway she’d let him, even if that meant not discussing that night, or the marking on her arm, or Christopher.
It was as if she could read his thoughts. She didn’t speak his name, but instantly knew who Dallas was speaking of. Luke’s muscles tensed slightly, but he relaxed a bit when she finished, his jealousy turning instantly into guilt as she mentioned his gratitude.
“I’m sure you’ll see him one day.. if you get the chance to write him back, tell him I said thank you for taking care of what I couldn’t.” A sad smile crossed Luke’s face, before she turned away. This wasn’t a day for past lovers, or haunting memories though, and Luke wanted to get away from that as quickly as possible.
“So Eli, how’s the fort holding up?” He questioned, playfully jabbing the guy next to him.