No Regrets (Healing Hearts Book 1) by Nicky James

Author:Nicky James [James, Nicky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2017-08-13T04:00:00+00:00

eleven

Landon

It was the first week of October and the leaves were starting to change colors on many of the trees. Cooler temperatures snuck in, and the blistering heat of summer left us for another year.

Abel had come down every weekend to see me and my plan of saying goodbye to him drifted away with summer itself. It had been three weeks since we’d agreed on “simple”, and three weeks since I’d thought to end it as well. Nothing was going as planned.

Simple had turned complicated and I still hadn’t told him anything.

Every day more confusion grew inside my mind. I knew I’d waited too long, and I knew we’d gotten too close.

My grandmother scowled at me whenever Abel showed up. Searing looks of disapproval replaced her lectures, and I found myself slinking around, avoiding her like I was a scorned teenager and not a grown man of twenty-six.

It was Saturday evening, and Abel suggested we take a walk after the sun went down.

It was cool. We both wore hoodies and jeans and I grabbed a light jacket for added warmth. I pulled my hood up over my cold ears as we turned down a gravel country road at the edge of town. It led off into the middle of nowhere, past the street lights; a single path, cut between fields full of fall crops ready to be harvested.

Abel took my hand and aimed us down that road.

The farther away from town, the quieter it got. Only the gentle sound of a soft breeze, rustling the dry leaves on the trees, and a faint smell of crude oil hung in the air. It was a smell I’d become accustomed to, but I remembered it being odd when I’d first moved here. Not unpleasant, but earthy and thick somedays when there was a lot of moisture in the air.

We walked about a half a mile when Abel’s thumb began caressing the top of my hand. The movement triggered my brain to what we were doing. Things like that, holding hands, were what blurred the line between simple and complicated and I’d been allowing it.

With that knowledge sinking into my head, I subtly dislodged my hand from his and shoved it in my pocket. Abel shot me a confused look, but I pretended not to notice.

On occasion, when I caught us dancing that complicated line, I pulled back. What was frustrating, were the amount of times that passed where I didn’t even notice, because I became so absorbed in Abel and our time together. It was always later at night when it would strike me that I had allowed it to go on.

I glanced back over my shoulder and noticed the lights from town were nothing more than a glow in the distance. We’d walked far.

Abel shifted with me to look back and came to a stop, his running shoes crunching in the gravel of the dirt road, before he halted me with a hand on my arm.

Peering over, the sliver of a moon and cloud-covered night didn’t offer much in the way of light.

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