Forever His & His Ghost

Chapter 21: Not my Type

"I promise I will find you, we will find each other," Jaxon kissed me fiercely, my heart was beating  out of my chest and the air I needed to breath was in my arms.

       "Lexi, Lexi, wake up. Now!" Marie shouted while shaking me violently.

       I tried to open my eyes but shut them again quickly when the light flooded in, and the pain immediately shot to my head. I covered my eyes and traced my lips, that dream, it was so real, I couldn't still feel his lips on mine, could I.

      Wait, I shot my eyes open and sat up in the bed holding my head and looking at Marie, "Lexi?" I questioned, here in my home we never went with false pretenses, Lexi and Amy were reserved for everyone else.

      She stood up grabbing a wet rag and handed it to me motioning to my face, I took it and started wiping my face, "Yea, seems you got someone's attention and they are sleeping on the couch. Refused to leave until they knew you were okay." She pointed out my door.

      My eyes widened in shock, who in the crap's attention could I have caught and then the night before all came crashing back in my memories, dancing, drinking, singing, and then, "Oh my gosh, Nick. Please tell me he isn't here, please tell me I didn't do anything stupid." I could feel my heart starting to race, the room felt like it was spinning out of control, and I am pretty sure someone was sucking the oxygen right out of the room.

      Marie took my hands in hers and pulled my face to look at her, "Honey he was a perfect gentleman, and you were you, so no nothing happened. You passed out and he saw that you were fixing to hit the ground. He swooped in and caught you and then carried you to his truck. Refused to leave until he knew you were okay." She pulled me close and whispered in my ear. "I think it's time Skyla. You deserve to be happy. I am not saying jump in headfirst with the first guy, even though he's hot as hell. All I am saying is baby steps." She got up and stepped to the door. "Now grab a quick shower and I will have coffee waiting on you." I just nodded and watched her walk out the door and leave me to sit there and panic just a little more.

      For an hour I sat in the shower with the hot water washing over my body as I cried. Tracing my lips, feeling the kiss from my dreams. Words from my past running through my head, "You will always be mine, you belong to me and I to you, no matter what we will find a way," and the ghost of the voice whispers all the other words in my ear that I thought I long ago buried.

      I finally composed myself enough to get out of the shower and face the storm I am most certain I stirred without even meaning to. "Morning," I said as cheery as I could rounding the corner to the kitchen, where Marie, Preston and Nick, sat drinking coffee.

     "Morning Darling, glad to see you are okay." Nick smiled sliding me a cup of coffee. The lights last night in the bar did him no justice at all, he was every wet dream a girl had about a cowboy. I could feel my face flush and I grabbed the coffee quickly turning away from him.

     "Yea, thanks for the coffee." That was all I could get out and thank goodness Marie caught on, she had no problem continuing the talk without me.

     We learned Nick moved here for work, he was a couple years older than us, his passion was horses and always wanted to live the country life. He finished his coffee and rinsed his cup out.

     He bid us goodbye, and Marie smacked me so hard I almost dropped my cup. "What's that for?" I hissed, glaring at her.

      "Go talk to him before he leaves." She nodded her head to the door.

      I heaved my shoulders up and down like a two-year-old that was fixing to explode, and when I saw that she wasn't going to give up her nasty look I finally blew it all out and took off at a fast walk out the back door to catch Nick getting ready to step into his old beat-up black ford pickup.

      "Hey." I shouted and he stopped. He rounded the truck and leaned up against it with his arms crossed.

     "Did I forget something?" He asked with a smirk.

      "I just wanted to say thanks." I sighed and looked him in the eye. "So, I am going to be honest. While you might be good looking, have a certain level of country charm, I don't want you to get any wrong ideas. I am not looking for anything, like no relationship or anything." I might as well lay it all on the line before this turned into something I wasn't ready for, and one or both of us ended up hurt.

      He reached out and grabbed me pulling me into his chest quicker than I had time to think, "That's a good thing. Because darling as beautiful as you are, you aren't really my type." He kissed the top of my head and turned me loose, leaving me staggering back in utter shock. He shot me a wink, "I do need a friend being new to these parts though, how about it?"

       I opened and closed my mouth a few times, but nothing came out and his laugh finally pulled me out of the shock I was feeling. "Sure, but um, well, well, I wasn't expecting that."

      He scratched the back of his neck looking kind of embarrassed. "Yea it's kind of a secret. I haven't really told anyone."

      I grabbed his arm and gave him an ear-to-ear smile, "Your secret is safe with me, maybe one day I will tell you mine." I stuck my hand out. "Here's to friends." He grabbed my hand and pulled me into another hug. I laughed. "Okay, all my cowboy fantasies just went out the window."

      "Sorry," he turned me loose again. "It's just, people are not too welcoming around me. It's a breath of fresh air to have someone who sees me, not what they think of me. Of course, I do like the cowboy fantasy thing." He laughed again before rounding his truck to climb in, "You ride?" I nodded my head. "How about we ride tomorrow? You can show me the lay of the land."

      "Sounds good."

      "Alright then. I will be here about ten in the morning." He tipped his hat and opened his door. "Good day Lexi."

      "Bye Nick." I waved as he drove off leaving me standing beside myself. I turned around and there stood Preston and Marie in the window like two little kids looking in their favorite ice cream shop. I just rolled my eyes and marched back in the house. I have to nip this in the butt somehow, or they are going to be trying to set me up with Nick, not my type.