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.“Shorts and a pair of used sandals.”“It is just stuff my niece left in my car.She is 12 years old and I hang out with her sometimes.I like to help my sister when I can.She is about your size so I thought you could use her things.”“We’re the same size?”“Yep.She’s going to be tall like her dad.He’s almost seven feet.”“Was there something wrong with my clothes though?”“Jenna.You would look amazing in a potato sack.I didn’t want you to get your white jeans filthy.”“What are you planning?” I asked.The car came to halt.“Wait by the picnic table over by the shore.I will be back shortly.It’s a surprise.There is a restroom that you can change in.”I hopped out and Ryder drove off.****Ryder took off, leaving me alone by the lake.I hit the restroom to change my clothes.There was a pair of jean shorts that fit perfectly.They were snug but that was a good thing.I planned to keep on my yellow tank because Ryder liked the color but I threw on the white one provided.I would transform back into a sunflower later.I brushed my hair, remembering Ryder’s gentle touch from earlier.I decided to leave my hair down, but I put an elastic hair tie around my wrist just in case.I wore the water shoes provided by Ryder.I guessed that they were appropriate for whatever he had planned.I took a seat at the picnic table.It was worn and marked with the initials of lovers past who had left their memories.If I had a pen, it would be tempting to scrawl “RC+JW” but even the thought was too saccharine sweet.I giggled at the passing thought.A few people were enjoying the lake.There were small families with children in diapers that looked to be weighing them down.I spotted couples.Some appeared to be young and testing out a new romance and others were older.The latter didn’t speak much, as they seemed to communicate just fine without words.It was a lovely fall day.Some found it difficult to distinguish a day in late September from a day in mid-April.The temperature was similar but the smell was vastly different.There was the smell of home, a musky scent that was hard to explain.There was also a tenor in the air in the fall that was missing in the spring.A sense of calm.It was the time of year to focus on the important things in life like family, friends and home.The water on the lake was flat and gin clear.In the distance, I saw gathering clouds but they had no effect on the lake.The trees were swaying slightly.There were rain trees and magnolia that were past their bloom but were still wearing brilliant green foliage and provided shade.Rows of palmetto trees circled the edge of the lake.A landscape crew had arranged them perfectly although they were native to South Carolina and probably would have grown there anyways.A few great blue herons stood in repose.They waited patiently for the right fish to grab.Brown pelicans showed a different approach as they dove headlong into the water.I thought what type of fish were lurking beneath the water.Perhaps we were going to fish.Finally, I heard Ryder’s vehicle driving back up the gravel road.He got out of the car.Gone were the tie and khakis.He wore a pair of distressed designer jeans, sneakers and a t-shirt.His blue shirt was not tight but it pulled on his muscular body perfectly.I was pleased because I thought he looked as he acted, which was closer to twenty-five than thirty-three.“Did you miss me?” Ryder asked.I grinned widely.“You bet.However, you did leave me in a beautiful spot.I would rather have taken in the view with you by my side though.Where have you been?”“They have a kayak rental place up the road.Surprise number two, we are going kayaking! I rented a double.The woman at the rental shack is going to paddle it down.She will have all of the gear we need.” Ryder waited hesitantly for my reaction.“Okay.I’m game.You should know that I have never been on a kayak before.”“I have quite a bit of experience so I will save you if you need saving.I don’t think we will encounter any wild rapids on this man-made lake.” He smiled.“Good,” I said.The woman brought the kayak up to shore and threw the gear on the sand.I pulled the shorts that were a little tight out of my ass.I heard Ryder laughing and then he asked, “Can I help you out there?”“I got it.Just pay attention to her.” I smiled and then he snickered.“You are all set Ryder.You know the drill.Tie up the rig when you return and we will be down to pick it up.If you run into trouble, call the number provided.It goes without saying that flotation devices are required.There is a storm coming in.I can’t say for sure if it will hit us.Good luck and stay safe.”“Thanks for your help.”Ryder picked up my life vest and put it over my shoulders.Our faces were inches apart and it felt so…right.We both resisted the pull as he secured my vest.“I brought something for you to wear.” He pulled a crushed golf cap from his back pocket.It was his Ryder Cup hat.He pulled it down over my gossamer locks.“Perfect fit.”I was flattered and the cap fit as well as we did in the kayak.We paddled away from shore with Ryder in the front and me closely behind him.“This is more beautiful than I could have imagined”“I thought you would like it.There is something about this place.I come here a lot by myself.It is nice to have someone to share it with.”I was in a trance.The sound of the paddle cutting into the water was mesmerizing.Ryder’s shoulders flexed each time he pulled back the paddle.It was the ideal combination of grace and power.“I was going to say you seem comfortable on a kayak but then you seem comfortable in everything you do [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.“Shorts and a pair of used sandals.”“It is just stuff my niece left in my car.She is 12 years old and I hang out with her sometimes.I like to help my sister when I can.She is about your size so I thought you could use her things.”“We’re the same size?”“Yep.She’s going to be tall like her dad.He’s almost seven feet.”“Was there something wrong with my clothes though?”“Jenna.You would look amazing in a potato sack.I didn’t want you to get your white jeans filthy.”“What are you planning?” I asked.The car came to halt.“Wait by the picnic table over by the shore.I will be back shortly.It’s a surprise.There is a restroom that you can change in.”I hopped out and Ryder drove off.****Ryder took off, leaving me alone by the lake.I hit the restroom to change my clothes.There was a pair of jean shorts that fit perfectly.They were snug but that was a good thing.I planned to keep on my yellow tank because Ryder liked the color but I threw on the white one provided.I would transform back into a sunflower later.I brushed my hair, remembering Ryder’s gentle touch from earlier.I decided to leave my hair down, but I put an elastic hair tie around my wrist just in case.I wore the water shoes provided by Ryder.I guessed that they were appropriate for whatever he had planned.I took a seat at the picnic table.It was worn and marked with the initials of lovers past who had left their memories.If I had a pen, it would be tempting to scrawl “RC+JW” but even the thought was too saccharine sweet.I giggled at the passing thought.A few people were enjoying the lake.There were small families with children in diapers that looked to be weighing them down.I spotted couples.Some appeared to be young and testing out a new romance and others were older.The latter didn’t speak much, as they seemed to communicate just fine without words.It was a lovely fall day.Some found it difficult to distinguish a day in late September from a day in mid-April.The temperature was similar but the smell was vastly different.There was the smell of home, a musky scent that was hard to explain.There was also a tenor in the air in the fall that was missing in the spring.A sense of calm.It was the time of year to focus on the important things in life like family, friends and home.The water on the lake was flat and gin clear.In the distance, I saw gathering clouds but they had no effect on the lake.The trees were swaying slightly.There were rain trees and magnolia that were past their bloom but were still wearing brilliant green foliage and provided shade.Rows of palmetto trees circled the edge of the lake.A landscape crew had arranged them perfectly although they were native to South Carolina and probably would have grown there anyways.A few great blue herons stood in repose.They waited patiently for the right fish to grab.Brown pelicans showed a different approach as they dove headlong into the water.I thought what type of fish were lurking beneath the water.Perhaps we were going to fish.Finally, I heard Ryder’s vehicle driving back up the gravel road.He got out of the car.Gone were the tie and khakis.He wore a pair of distressed designer jeans, sneakers and a t-shirt.His blue shirt was not tight but it pulled on his muscular body perfectly.I was pleased because I thought he looked as he acted, which was closer to twenty-five than thirty-three.“Did you miss me?” Ryder asked.I grinned widely.“You bet.However, you did leave me in a beautiful spot.I would rather have taken in the view with you by my side though.Where have you been?”“They have a kayak rental place up the road.Surprise number two, we are going kayaking! I rented a double.The woman at the rental shack is going to paddle it down.She will have all of the gear we need.” Ryder waited hesitantly for my reaction.“Okay.I’m game.You should know that I have never been on a kayak before.”“I have quite a bit of experience so I will save you if you need saving.I don’t think we will encounter any wild rapids on this man-made lake.” He smiled.“Good,” I said.The woman brought the kayak up to shore and threw the gear on the sand.I pulled the shorts that were a little tight out of my ass.I heard Ryder laughing and then he asked, “Can I help you out there?”“I got it.Just pay attention to her.” I smiled and then he snickered.“You are all set Ryder.You know the drill.Tie up the rig when you return and we will be down to pick it up.If you run into trouble, call the number provided.It goes without saying that flotation devices are required.There is a storm coming in.I can’t say for sure if it will hit us.Good luck and stay safe.”“Thanks for your help.”Ryder picked up my life vest and put it over my shoulders.Our faces were inches apart and it felt so…right.We both resisted the pull as he secured my vest.“I brought something for you to wear.” He pulled a crushed golf cap from his back pocket.It was his Ryder Cup hat.He pulled it down over my gossamer locks.“Perfect fit.”I was flattered and the cap fit as well as we did in the kayak.We paddled away from shore with Ryder in the front and me closely behind him.“This is more beautiful than I could have imagined”“I thought you would like it.There is something about this place.I come here a lot by myself.It is nice to have someone to share it with.”I was in a trance.The sound of the paddle cutting into the water was mesmerizing.Ryder’s shoulders flexed each time he pulled back the paddle.It was the ideal combination of grace and power.“I was going to say you seem comfortable on a kayak but then you seem comfortable in everything you do [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]