Impossible Love: An Unforeseen Destiny Novel Book One by Kimberly Readnour

Kayla. I’ll get to bed.” Only if you’re in it , I want to say, but I stifle another yawn instead. “Don’t forget to text me your address.”
    “Goodnight, Kai.”
    “Night.”
    I turn off the phone and lean back on the couch. I still don’t know what to think about John. When he called me to his office, I thought for sure he would yell at me for meeting Kayla last night. His stoic face left little doubt‌…‌
    As I sat in the black guest chair in front of his desk, he ran his hands down his face and grunted. My heart raced, and a twinge of guilt seeped through. The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint him.
    I remained quiet and waited for him to work through whatever emotion was eating him alive. After a few excruciatingly long moments, he sighed.
    “I need a favor from you,” he asked in a flat tone.
    My eyebrows shot upwards. That wasn’t what I expected. Still, I remained quiet because he obviously had more to say.
    “I’ve been delivered some shocking and rather disturbing news. I…” He paused and shifted his gaze to the tiny window of his office.
    I’d known John my entire life. He’d always been carefree and relaxed. Never got married. In fact, he hardly ever dates, claiming a mainlander stole his heart and never gave it back. But through all these years, I’d never seen one tear fall from that man’s eyes. So the wetness swelling in his eyes had me squirming in my seat. That moment, I realized, whatever upset him had nothing to do with me and everything to do with Cara. I just didn’t know what it could be‌…‌
    I blow out a breath and push myself off the couch. Bed. I need my bed. I’ll deal with my boss and Cara’s involvement later.
    For now, I’ll focus on Wednesday’s date with Kayla, even with my mind screaming at me to not get anything started with her. It’s stupid to date someone I’ll never see again, and especially now with the demands my boss may make of my time. But my body speaks a totally different language. All sensibility disappears when it comes to that girl. No, instead, I’ll make the most of my time with her. But whatever I tell myself, I’m looking forward to Thursday night’s date the most. And that’s the first time I remember being excited about a date.

Chapter Seventeen
    Kai~
     
     
    There was this one girl, Jennie James, back when I was seventeen. She was beautiful. Jennie’s blonde hair cascaded in waves down her back. She emerged from the water, walking toward the shore, and I fell deeply in love. Well, as deep as a horny seventeen-year-old could. We had an instant connection‌—‌meaning as soon as we saw each other; we made out. No lie. I said hi to her, and she returned the greeting with a sultry smile. We snuck off behind a cliff, and I discovered my love for girls. Every chance she stole away from her parents, we were together.
    Then Jennie left for home, never to be heard from again.
    I think about her from time to time and wonder if she remembers me. I sure remember her, but as I grab hold of Kayla’s hand, I’m struck by the vast difference between actually liking someone versus lusting after them.
    The light breeze kicks up, blowing her dark brunette hair back, and I can’t help recognizing Kayla’s beauty. But there’s so much more to this girl than good looks. She’s witty but displays a compassionate side as well. I want to know more about her. Who is Kayla Cannon exactly?
    We walk along the semi-crowded shore. It’s after four in the afternoon and by this time, most of the people are packing up ready to leave. This is my favorite time of the day to walk the beach. There’s a sense of serenity that descends upon the shore. The thrills of the day lower to hushed tones as the sun begins its descent. It’s peaceful.
    “So, you’re studying to be a nurse. At Purdue?” I ask, breaking the silence.
    “Yep,” she says with pride.
    “I take it you like the school. But isn’t that in Indiana?”
    She smiles coyly. Almost