“Landon, slow down. I can’t see anything,” Brooklyn begged, her hand grasping the door handle and the console in tight grips.
Landon pulled her tense fingers from the middle console and threaded his fingers through hers. “Relax, I can see. I have this under control.”
Landon turned the car, heading down another road stretched out along the rainy path. More large drops pelted the windshield, obscuring the view of the road in front of him.
Brooklyn finished with the last dish and placed it on the drying rack. Warmth raced down her shoulders as Landon placed his heavy hands on her. She still couldn’t believe this man was real. He may be the most confusing and frustrating man she has ever encountered, but there was something about him that she was quickly becoming addicted to.
Brooklyn was woken by gentle, feather-like kisses being placed on her shoulder. She groaned her sleepiness as another kiss was left on the blade of her bare shoulder, shooting heat down her back at the slight action. “Good morning,” Landon murmured as he placed another gentle kiss on her sensitive skin. Brooklyn rolled onto her back and cracked her eyes open, only to be greeted my darkness.
Brooklyn’s head snapped towards her window when she saw movement in front of it. She watched as Landon walked by her office. His hair was glistening with sweat and his amber eyes looked worn out from installing the new machines. It has been five long days since he whisked her off to the cabin. It was driving her crazy not seeing him or being able to touch him when he was so close.It was both thrilling and worrisome
Landon shifted his car into park and took a long whiff of the familiar forest air. The smell of pine needles and dirt was oddly relaxing, reminding Landon of his childhood. He opened his door wide and took in the sight of his humble home, enjoying the familiarity. A sharp sting in his heart reminded him of the piece of himself he left behind in Washington. He couldn’t wait to show this to Brooklyn.
Brooklyn rolled over and checked her phone after hearing it go off for what felt like the hundredth time. The bright screen showed her Lacy’s text. ‘When are you going to be up? We have dresses to try on!’ She looked at the clock, surprised to see it was only five thirty in the morning. Brooklyn was surprised Lacy was even awake at this hour.
Landon checked his phone nervously again, searching for a response from Brooklyn. He opened the messages between them and was once again met with his one-sided conversation. He knew Brooklyn wasn’t one to sleep in, so the fact that she wasn’t answering her phone right now was unnerving. “Landon! Glad you’re back. How was Washington?” Laurence shouted while bursting through his office door.
“It’s good to see you back, Hunter. How is your brother?” Landon could hardly focus from the unsure feeling rooted in him. He hadn’t heard from Brooklyn since he left. The first place he went to when he came back was her apartment, but he found it empty. Not knowing where else to go, he rushed to the warehouse. He hoped to find some sort of clue or intel of where she could be. He felt he
Brooklyn could hear Landon’s loud protests as she was suddenly airborne. It didn’t take more than a short moment for her body to splash into the frigid water. Brooklyn instantly gulped in a large breath and closed her eyes as she made contact with the water. Her hands and back stung from the harsh impact of the water. Salt immediately stung her eyes as she cracked them open, but she fought against the sting to take in something that could help her.