08-01-2016, 06:06 PM
Cruz couldn't tell her. He couldn't - why not? It wasn't Rachel's place to ask, but he could tell she was worried. Danger? What sort of danger would she be in just being with Cruz? She wondered, but she couldn't force him to tell her. At the very least, he offered to tell her later - when his father had spoken to him.
Rachel waited a moment, her glass of wine forgotten on a table. Cruz had all of her attention now. She still held his hands and with one of them, she interlaced her fingers with his.
"I don't want to leave,"
she said. "I can wait."
Cruz had truly captured the young Shale girl. She kissed him again on the cheek and leaned closer into him. "Hold me,"
she said. She had debated getting into his lap, but she didn't want to send him the wrong message.
Rachel waited a moment, her glass of wine forgotten on a table. Cruz had all of her attention now. She still held his hands and with one of them, she interlaced her fingers with his.
"I don't want to leave,"
she said. "I can wait."
Cruz had truly captured the young Shale girl. She kissed him again on the cheek and leaned closer into him. "Hold me,"
she said. She had debated getting into his lap, but she didn't want to send him the wrong message.