the depths of
which those feelings ran. She knew only because she felt them.
Every time he touched her hand or the small of her back or looked
deep into her eyes. She felt the feelings that dwelled in Court’s
heart and resided in his soul.
But it was also in that very moment
that she realized something else. Coralie realized that he was not
the only one that had these feelings.
She felt the same. Down to the depths
of her soul.
Even from the very first moment they
had spent together, she had felt like herself. Like the real
Coralie had suddenly emerged, materializing before the
world.
“Let's get you home...” Court said,
extending his hand, and backing away slowly.
Coralie stared into Court’s eyes and
smiled as she took his hand, knowing that she would follow him
anywhere.
Chapter 14
The two of them pulled up into the drive of the
Collier’s house. The house was dark, aside from the foyer light
shining through the side light panels of the front door. Her
parents must be out, Coralie realized.
Court opened his door and quickly made
his way to the passenger side door. He opened it and helped her out
of the car.
Coralie felt the night air surround
her. It was warm enough to still be comfortable but still cool
enough to give her a chill. But suddenly, she was not quite sure if
the chill was from the night air.
Something didn't feel
right.
Pushing her feelings aside, she took
Court's extended hand and followed him toward the front steps. As
they ascended each step, side by side, she became very aware of his
every breath against the night air. So calm, so at ease, not even
the tiniest sign of acceleration, anxiousness, or
nervousness.
She couldn't say the same for herself,
feeling her breath skip, along with her heart, as the warmth of
Court's hand sent electricity coursing through her. As they stopped
in front of the door, Coralie's breath caught in her chest. Again,
never failing.
Court leaned in close. “I had a very
nice time tonight, thank you...”
“Me, too ...,” This was all Coralie
could manage to get out in response.
“Coralie?”
“Yes...”
“I promise...” he started, as he
gently shifted her hair back away from the side of her face. He let
his fingers gently linger behind, resting along the side of her
cheek. “I promise you, that I will be here for you – whatever you
need, whenever you need it – I'm here ... Always...” Then he leaned
in closer to her. So close, she could feel his breath on her lips.
“And I promise,” he paused, “that I will not rest until you know
the truth...”
And with those words, he leaned in,
breathed in deep and paused, leaving a kiss on her forehead. He,
then, tilted her face toward his and leaned in, kissing her cheek
softly. “I will see you tomorrow, okay...”
“Okay...” she managed to say aloud.
Coralie could feel herself slowly becoming like jelly. She felt
that she could just as easily seep through the cracks of the wooden
porch slats as she was standing there.
She fumbled around with the door, not
tearing her eyes from Court who was descending the steps. She
watched him for as long as she possibly could; slowly closing the
door.
She peered through the side panel
windows and watched as the taillights of Court's Jeep trailed down
the driveway. She watched them until the little red lights faded
into complete darkness.
Still feeling flutters in her stomach,
she sighed taking her eyes away from the window and forcing herself
to shift her body in the same direction. She leaned her back
against the door, took another deep breath inward, and then decided
to make her way into the kitchen for a glass water.
With one step undergone, the next was
disrupted by a knock at the door. Startled, Coralie turned around
at the sound. “Court?”
She asked herself, could Court have
forgotten something? Could he have turned around that
quickly?
Or her parents … Could they have
forgotten their key? “Mom? Dad?”
Suddenly, her mind took a turn.
which those feelings ran. She knew only because she felt them.
Every time he touched her hand or the small of her back or looked
deep into her eyes. She felt the feelings that dwelled in Court’s
heart and resided in his soul.
But it was also in that very moment
that she realized something else. Coralie realized that he was not
the only one that had these feelings.
She felt the same. Down to the depths
of her soul.
Even from the very first moment they
had spent together, she had felt like herself. Like the real
Coralie had suddenly emerged, materializing before the
world.
“Let's get you home...” Court said,
extending his hand, and backing away slowly.
Coralie stared into Court’s eyes and
smiled as she took his hand, knowing that she would follow him
anywhere.
Chapter 14
The two of them pulled up into the drive of the
Collier’s house. The house was dark, aside from the foyer light
shining through the side light panels of the front door. Her
parents must be out, Coralie realized.
Court opened his door and quickly made
his way to the passenger side door. He opened it and helped her out
of the car.
Coralie felt the night air surround
her. It was warm enough to still be comfortable but still cool
enough to give her a chill. But suddenly, she was not quite sure if
the chill was from the night air.
Something didn't feel
right.
Pushing her feelings aside, she took
Court's extended hand and followed him toward the front steps. As
they ascended each step, side by side, she became very aware of his
every breath against the night air. So calm, so at ease, not even
the tiniest sign of acceleration, anxiousness, or
nervousness.
She couldn't say the same for herself,
feeling her breath skip, along with her heart, as the warmth of
Court's hand sent electricity coursing through her. As they stopped
in front of the door, Coralie's breath caught in her chest. Again,
never failing.
Court leaned in close. “I had a very
nice time tonight, thank you...”
“Me, too ...,” This was all Coralie
could manage to get out in response.
“Coralie?”
“Yes...”
“I promise...” he started, as he
gently shifted her hair back away from the side of her face. He let
his fingers gently linger behind, resting along the side of her
cheek. “I promise you, that I will be here for you – whatever you
need, whenever you need it – I'm here ... Always...” Then he leaned
in closer to her. So close, she could feel his breath on her lips.
“And I promise,” he paused, “that I will not rest until you know
the truth...”
And with those words, he leaned in,
breathed in deep and paused, leaving a kiss on her forehead. He,
then, tilted her face toward his and leaned in, kissing her cheek
softly. “I will see you tomorrow, okay...”
“Okay...” she managed to say aloud.
Coralie could feel herself slowly becoming like jelly. She felt
that she could just as easily seep through the cracks of the wooden
porch slats as she was standing there.
She fumbled around with the door, not
tearing her eyes from Court who was descending the steps. She
watched him for as long as she possibly could; slowly closing the
door.
She peered through the side panel
windows and watched as the taillights of Court's Jeep trailed down
the driveway. She watched them until the little red lights faded
into complete darkness.
Still feeling flutters in her stomach,
she sighed taking her eyes away from the window and forcing herself
to shift her body in the same direction. She leaned her back
against the door, took another deep breath inward, and then decided
to make her way into the kitchen for a glass water.
With one step undergone, the next was
disrupted by a knock at the door. Startled, Coralie turned around
at the sound. “Court?”
She asked herself, could Court have
forgotten something? Could he have turned around that
quickly?
Or her parents … Could they have
forgotten their key? “Mom? Dad?”
Suddenly, her mind took a turn.
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