3/5/12

Best Seat

Re: Text Message
To: Dan
From Unknown 555-3498

If i was just getting away then...
im sposed 2 come back...right?

Dylan


Eric felt rather like a yo-yo as once more his eyes quickly rise. She'd just... wait... she'd...

He had no idea the surprised and almost dumb expression on his face as she sits down next to him. Recovering though, he finds his lips curling into a new grin. "Becky better make an extra pot of coffee for both of us when she makes breakfast," he teases.

It was silence that reigned during the next few minutes. But instead of feeling awkward like he'd thought he would, Eric felt quite peaceful. He wasn't sure why... but the first impression he'd had of Stacy... well... she'd proven him wrong multiple times now, and he was glad.

A new thought occurs to him, and he studies Stacy for a moment, locking eyes with her. Standing suddenly, he steps off the porch and motions for her to follow. "Come on." Making sure she was following, but offering no explanation, he leads the way past the rest of the bunkhouses and across the driveway. It doesn't take long to reach the barn where he quietly opens the door but leaves the lights off. Leading the way slowly through the dark, he's still silent as he climbs the hayloft ladder, ensuring Stacy made it up okay too. Knowing the loft well, but realizing she probably didn't, he takes her hand to lead her through the maze of hay bales until they'd reached the far end. Letting her go, Eric unlatches the large door and swings it open. The moonlight streams in upon them, illuminating the loft in a subtle glow. It was quiet up here - sheltered from the chilly breeze. The view looked out across the pastures to the treeline in the far distance. The outline of sleepily grazing horses could barely be seen. And it was the perfect vantage point for watching the sunrise.

Leaning on the open doorframe, Eric turns to give Stacy a thin smile. "Welcome to my secret hiding place. It's the best seat in the house for waiting on the dawn."

Easing down to sit on the wood floor, he leans back against the hay bales and looks up at her, unsure if she wanted to sit too or not. "The view of the stars isn't bad either."

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