I wanted to spend a weekend with Seth, just dossing around, getting out of this emotional jumble that seemed to make such a mess of my life lately, something that was supposed to be the balm to the soul, an answer to whether what I was feeling for him could grow into something deeper. He deserved to be loved—unwaveringly, wholeheartedly. I wanted to know if I could give it to him. His grandmother was recuperating well; he was free from that weight; and his cheerful attitude seemed to echo a promising future.
We, therefore, pulled into the seaside resort town just as the sun began its drop toward the horizon, bathing all it touched in a warm, golden light. Waves nuzzled the beach, a gentle sound mollifying my racing thoughts. Seth was easy with his smile, and his eyes locked onto mine like
