Chapter 10

 

It was getting late, and Olivia was tired, but she wasn’t ready to go inside yet.   She and Nick had been sitting on the beach, right down by the ocean, for over an hour.   They had hit it off right away and had talked about all kinds of things.

 

The conversation slowly died down.  Olivia found herself gazing out at the dark ocean, sparkling in the moonlight.   It was so beautiful, even at night.   She didn’t think she would ever get over its majestic beauty, no matter how long she lived there.   Which won’t be much longer, she reminded herself sadly. 

 

“So… you got a boyfriend?” Nick asked, shaking her out of her thoughts.

 

“Huh?  Oh… no, I don’t,” Olivia replied absently.   Suddenly, she realized what he had just asked her and immediately wondered if it meant anything.   “How about you?  You got a girlfriend?” she asked, rather flirtatiously.

 

Nick smiled slightly.  “Nope, not right now,” he said.   “I saw this girl Tiffany a few times awhile ago, but we never really hit it off.   Just didn’t have much in common, I guess.”   He gave her a sidelong glance.

 

She nodded.   “Yeah.   Well, they do say opposites attract.   But I think common interests are better for relationships.”

 

He nodded in agreement.   “I think so too.   So you really aren’t seeing anyone right now?”

 

She had to smile at his sudden repeat of his old question.  “No, I’m really not,” she laughed.   “Why?”

 

He shrugged.   “It just seems weird for a pretty girl like you not to have a boyfriend,” he said, glancing away from her.

 

Olivia stared at him in wonderment.   She wished it was daylight so she could see his face better, because from the tone of his voice, it sounded like he was blushing.   She began to seriously wonder if he could possibly have taken interest in her.   Of course, he could have just been making conversation, but why would he keep bringing it up if it was only a random conversation topic?  She wished she knew what he was feeling, but decided to play it cool and keep acting flirty.

 

“Oh really?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.   “Well, I’m wondering the same thing about you, Mr. Backstreet Boy.   I figured you would have tons of girlfriends.”

 

He grinned.   “Just cause I have tons of girls liking me doesn’t mean I like them back.   I dunno, I’m just waiting for the right girl to come along.”

 

Olivia nodded.   “I hope she does,” she replied.

 

He eyed her, smiling that half smile he was famous for.   “Maybe she already has, and I just haven’t realized it yet.”

 

Olivia returned the slight smile.   “I hope you figure it out soon,” she replied softly, never taking her eyes off of him.  

 

Olivia was no expert on guys, but she knew Nick was definitely flirting with her.   But was he serious?  Or was he just playing around?   She was surprised to find herself hoping for the first choice.

 

But I hardly even know him! her mind protested.   But her heart argued, Maybe not.  But I like him.

 

***

 

The next morning, Olivia did not wake up until almost eleven o’clock.   By then, the sun was high in the sky, making her bedroom sunny and bright.   She rubbed her eyes tiredly, squinting in the sunlight streaming through her windows, and lazily got out of bed. 

 

She was downstairs fixing herself some toast when she saw Nick come out onto his back porch from her window.   He had two small pugs on leashes with him. 

 

Olivia quickly spread butter on her toast and carried her plate out onto her back porch.   “Hey!” she called to Nick, who was walking his dogs along the beach.

 

He turned, shielding his eyes from the sun, and waved to her.   Then, tugging lightly on his dogs’ leashes, he walked towards her porch.

 

Olivia set down her plate and walked down onto the sandy beach to meet him.   “Good morning,” he greeted, smiling.

 

“Morning,” she replied, returning his smile.   She noticed him studying her and suddenly felt self-conscious, realizing she was still dressed in her boxers and T-shirt and hadn’t had a shower yet.   She had no make-up on, and her hair probably was a mess.   “So, uh, who are these little guys?” she asked, glancing at the two dogs.

 

“This is Willy, and this is Mikey,” Nick introduced, bending down to pet the pugs.   (AN:  I don’t know if Willy and Mikey are still alive or what, but we’ll just pretend they both are in this story, lol)  

 

Olivia nodded and offered them her hand so they could sniff it.   One of the dogs immediately started licking it, and she smiled.

 

“So, what are you up to today?” Olivia asked.

 

Nick shrugged.  “Not much.  Just taking these guys for a walk before I have to go to my doctor’s appointment.”

 

“Doctor’s appointment?  Is something wrong, or is it just a check-up?” Olivia asked, then immediately regretted it, realizing she probably sounded nosy.

 

Nick shifted uncomfortably.   “Well, no, it’s not a regular doctor.   It’s a… um… well, it’s a psychiatrist.”  He glanced down, obviously embarrassed to admit it.

 

“Oh,” she replied casually.   Noticing him start to blush, she added,  “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, you know.”

 

He glanced up sheepishly and shrugged.   “I know.  I just… wasn’t sure how you’d take it, you know?”

 

She smiled.   “You have nothing to worry about.   I understand.”

 

He returned her smile, looking relieved.   “Thanks,” he replied gratefully.

 

“Not a problem.”

 

“So,” he began to ask, “you doing anything interesting today?”

 

She shrugged.   “Nope, not that I know of,” she said.   “I’m just gonna chill out.   I just got up actually, if you can’t already tell.”  She laughed lightly, glancing down at herself.   “Sorry for looking like crap.”

 

He smiled, blushing ever so slightly.   “You don’t have to apologize.  I think you look great.”

 

Now it was Olivia’s turn to blush.  “Aw, stop it.  You’re just being nice.”

 

“No, really.   I don’t think you could ever look ‘like crap’, Olivia.  You’re beautiful,” he said sincerely, blushing even more.

 

Olivia was taken back by his forwardness and the genuineness in his voice.   “Thank you,” she replied, awed. 

 

“You’re welcome,” he replied softly, smiling his half-smile.   “Well, we better get going.   I’ll see ya around, okay?”

 

“Sure,” she replied, heading back up onto her porch, as he walked the dogs on down the beach.

 

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