Chapter 2-
Caitlin grabbed her tennis shoes and pulled them on over her socks. She had on a black and white tank top, and a pair of short shorts. She pulled her hair into a pony tail and ran down the stairs as Eric's dark blue truck pulled up to the house. He walked inside the house just as Caitlin got down the stairs.
"Hey." She said, trying not to smile like an idiot.
"Hey, you ready to go?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm ready." She walked over to him.
"Ok, come on." He lead her out to his truck.
"Nice truck." She said, obviously impressed.
"What kinda car have you got?" He asked, opening her door for her. She stared at him in shock.
"Did you just open the door, for me?" She asked, looking blank.
Eric laughed. "Just get in!" Caitlin got in the truck and he shut the door. He went around to his side of the truck and got in.
Eric burst out laughing.
"What is so funny?" Caitlin asked, getting irritated.
"You just seemed so suprised when I opened your door for you. What, do you think I'm not a gentleman?" He feigned hurt.She laughed, looking at him. He had become gorgous over the years she had been away. His blonde hair was naturally wavy, and she watched him pout, realized he hadn't lost his charm. He looked cute pretneding to be hurt, but she had noticed last night that he had a firm jaw line, making him have chisled good looks. She felt her heart pick up speed. 'Stop that! This is Eric you're thinking about like that.' she though.
"Awww! Poor Eric. No, you're a total gentleman."
"Thank you."
"So, when did you get your truck?" She asked, as he pushed play on his C.D. player.
"Uh, last year, I will have had this truck a year in July." he said, before Limp Bizkits music filled the truck.
"Really? Wow, I guess I have missed a lot of details around here."
"Yep. So what does your car look like?" He asked.
"Me? A car? In New York? Yeah, right." She laughed. "But I will have to get a car now that I live in Montana. My publisher told me he would co-sign for me if I wanted to get one, but that was when I lived in New York. I guess I'll get a car later."
"I'll take you to look at one today, if you want."
"You would do that for me?" She asked, clearly suprised.
"Of course." He shrugged, making a turn.
"Well, you're just full of suprises today."
"Yep. Will you do something for me though?" He asked, looking at Caitlin briefly.
"Sure, what?"
"Why did you really move back here? What happened in New York?" He asked.
"What?" Caitlin asked, suprised. Didn't he know? Then again, Jim and Dori probally hadn't said anything.
Eric pulled the truck to a stop in front of a diner.
"Come on, Caitlin. I know you, and I saw you were lying through your teeth last night. Now tell me the truth."
He walked out of the truck and opened her door, letting her out. She thought about telling Eric. What would happen? Would that be the right thing to do? She looked into his eyes and nodded. She could trust Eric. He put his arm around her shoulders and led her into the diner, sitting across from her in a booth.
"Well, I guess I should start at the beginning." Caitlin took a deep breath, and opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the waitress came over to the table, handing them some menu's.
"Hello, do you know what you want to drink?" She asked.
"An iced tea." Caitlin answered.
"The same." Eric nodded.
"Ok, two iced teas. Our specials for lunch today are the chef's salad, and the deluxe burger with french fris and onion rings. Would you two like to look at the menu's, or would you like to have a special?"
"Their burgers here are great." Eric told Caitlin.
"The burger." Caitlin said.
"And I'll have the same." Eric told the waitress.
"Alrighty, two iced teas, and two deluxe burgers, coming up." She said, taking the menu's and walking away.
"Ok, so you were starting at the beginning?" Eric asked, looking at Caitlin.
Caitlin sighed and nodded. "Well, a few years ago, I met this guy. His father owned a bunch of ski lodges, and I went to take some pictures of the lodge, the snow, and the sonw borders." Caitlin paused for a second, before adding, "Oh course, none of the snow borders were as good as you are."
Eric laughed. "Thanks. You know, I knew you thought I was the best border ever."
"Oh, yeah, sure. Well, now that I have increased the size of your ego, should I go on with the story?"
"Yeah, go on." Eric said, just as the waitres came back with the iced teas. Caitlin continued after the waitress left the table.
"Well, anyway, his name was Mark, and-"
"Mark, your ex- fiance? All Dori, Jim, and Griffin would ever say was that you called off the wedding."
"I'm getting to that. Anyway, Mark and I got along right away, which was really suprising, you know, the fact that he was a, well, he was one of thoose guys that just had everything handed to him by his father, ya know? But none- the- less, we started dating. His charm was what won me over. I was so stupid." Caitlin shook her head, and lowered her eyes away from Eric's.
Eric grabbed her hands away from playing with her glass of tea, and put a hand under her chin, lifting her face to meet his. "You are NOT stupid Caitlin. Don't let anyone ever, EVER tell you otherwise, do you hear me?"
"Yeah, I hear you." She nodded, as the waitress came back out with their food.
"Here you two go." She said, laying their plates down on the table, and placing the check beside their drinks.
"Thanks." Caitlin smiled as the waitress walked away. She took a bite of her burger. "This is good!" She said, grabbing a fri.
Eric laughed. "Told you." He said, taking a bite of his burger. He would find out the rest of the sotry aout Mark later, but for now, he was going to have fun being with Caitlin.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Eric and Caitlin got out of Eric's truck. They had just finished having lunch, and now they were at his house.
"Oh my God!" Caitlin gasped as she followed Eric to the door of his house.
"What?" He asked, unlocking the door.
"This is youre place?"
Eric nodded. "Yep."
"But, it's not, it's not- well, it's not messy. And it actually looks nice. Hell, it's cleaner than my apartment in New York was!" Caitlin stuttered, walking inside, and looking around in amazement.
It was a pretty two story house, the walls were all white, and there was a large blue sofa and two chairs in the living room. There was a T.V. and a large stereo. The kitchen was pretty, with the exception of being a little bare, and undecorated, like the rest of the house. She followed him around the house. There were four bed rooms, two office's, three bathrooms, a laundry room, a den, and a dinning room.
"Eric, this place is amazing. But why'd you get it? It's so big especially for just one person." Caitlin said, sitting down on the sofa, beside Eric.
Eric shrugged. "I don't really know. I just always wanted a nice house, and since I spend all my time making otehr peoples dreams come treu, I figured, why not build my dream house while I'm young so I can enjoy it all my life, instead of when I'm like thirty, or fifty or whatever."
"You designed this? I mean, I knew you are an arcitect, but I never knew you were this good." Caitlin smiled, looking up at the huge ceiling fan that hung from the high ceiling.
"Yeah, well, do ya wanna move in with me or not?" Eric asked, watching her look around the room.
"Of course I want to! This place is amazing! But I do have one question." She said, standing up to walk over to the huge window that let you look out at the property Eric owned.
"What's that?"
"Can I redecorate? I mean, the place is gorgouse, but you need some color, some decor, ya know?" She looked at him, sticking her bottom lip out.
Eric laughed "Yeah, whatever you want. But just one thing- none of that crazy furniture stuff that people call modern or whatever, ok?"
"You actually think I would have that in this house? Yeah, right. This place is so, so, perfect. It's kinda old fashioned, with a, well, a modern grandness to it. It's very homey, and modern furniture wouldn't look right. I am thinking about orange or yellow walls, or maybe blue, and some antiques, maybe. I'm not sure, but it will look perfect when I'm done. I promise." Caitlin said, visualizing what the house would look like when she was finished.
Eric just stood back and watched as Caitlin walked throughout the house, making plans for redecorating.
Caitlin grabbed her tennis shoes and pulled them on over her socks. She had on a black and white tank top, and a pair of short shorts. She pulled her hair into a pony tail and ran down the stairs as Eric's dark blue truck pulled up to the house. He walked inside the house just as Caitlin got down the stairs.
"Hey." She said, trying not to smile like an idiot.
"Hey, you ready to go?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm ready." She walked over to him.
"Ok, come on." He lead her out to his truck.
"Nice truck." She said, obviously impressed.
"What kinda car have you got?" He asked, opening her door for her. She stared at him in shock.
"Did you just open the door, for me?" She asked, looking blank.
Eric laughed. "Just get in!" Caitlin got in the truck and he shut the door. He went around to his side of the truck and got in.
Eric burst out laughing.
"What is so funny?" Caitlin asked, getting irritated.
"You just seemed so suprised when I opened your door for you. What, do you think I'm not a gentleman?" He feigned hurt.She laughed, looking at him. He had become gorgous over the years she had been away. His blonde hair was naturally wavy, and she watched him pout, realized he hadn't lost his charm. He looked cute pretneding to be hurt, but she had noticed last night that he had a firm jaw line, making him have chisled good looks. She felt her heart pick up speed. 'Stop that! This is Eric you're thinking about like that.' she though.
"Awww! Poor Eric. No, you're a total gentleman."
"Thank you."
"So, when did you get your truck?" She asked, as he pushed play on his C.D. player.
"Uh, last year, I will have had this truck a year in July." he said, before Limp Bizkits music filled the truck.
"Really? Wow, I guess I have missed a lot of details around here."
"Yep. So what does your car look like?" He asked.
"Me? A car? In New York? Yeah, right." She laughed. "But I will have to get a car now that I live in Montana. My publisher told me he would co-sign for me if I wanted to get one, but that was when I lived in New York. I guess I'll get a car later."
"I'll take you to look at one today, if you want."
"You would do that for me?" She asked, clearly suprised.
"Of course." He shrugged, making a turn.
"Well, you're just full of suprises today."
"Yep. Will you do something for me though?" He asked, looking at Caitlin briefly.
"Sure, what?"
"Why did you really move back here? What happened in New York?" He asked.
"What?" Caitlin asked, suprised. Didn't he know? Then again, Jim and Dori probally hadn't said anything.
Eric pulled the truck to a stop in front of a diner.
"Come on, Caitlin. I know you, and I saw you were lying through your teeth last night. Now tell me the truth."
He walked out of the truck and opened her door, letting her out. She thought about telling Eric. What would happen? Would that be the right thing to do? She looked into his eyes and nodded. She could trust Eric. He put his arm around her shoulders and led her into the diner, sitting across from her in a booth.
"Well, I guess I should start at the beginning." Caitlin took a deep breath, and opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the waitress came over to the table, handing them some menu's.
"Hello, do you know what you want to drink?" She asked.
"An iced tea." Caitlin answered.
"The same." Eric nodded.
"Ok, two iced teas. Our specials for lunch today are the chef's salad, and the deluxe burger with french fris and onion rings. Would you two like to look at the menu's, or would you like to have a special?"
"Their burgers here are great." Eric told Caitlin.
"The burger." Caitlin said.
"And I'll have the same." Eric told the waitress.
"Alrighty, two iced teas, and two deluxe burgers, coming up." She said, taking the menu's and walking away.
"Ok, so you were starting at the beginning?" Eric asked, looking at Caitlin.
Caitlin sighed and nodded. "Well, a few years ago, I met this guy. His father owned a bunch of ski lodges, and I went to take some pictures of the lodge, the snow, and the sonw borders." Caitlin paused for a second, before adding, "Oh course, none of the snow borders were as good as you are."
Eric laughed. "Thanks. You know, I knew you thought I was the best border ever."
"Oh, yeah, sure. Well, now that I have increased the size of your ego, should I go on with the story?"
"Yeah, go on." Eric said, just as the waitres came back with the iced teas. Caitlin continued after the waitress left the table.
"Well, anyway, his name was Mark, and-"
"Mark, your ex- fiance? All Dori, Jim, and Griffin would ever say was that you called off the wedding."
"I'm getting to that. Anyway, Mark and I got along right away, which was really suprising, you know, the fact that he was a, well, he was one of thoose guys that just had everything handed to him by his father, ya know? But none- the- less, we started dating. His charm was what won me over. I was so stupid." Caitlin shook her head, and lowered her eyes away from Eric's.
Eric grabbed her hands away from playing with her glass of tea, and put a hand under her chin, lifting her face to meet his. "You are NOT stupid Caitlin. Don't let anyone ever, EVER tell you otherwise, do you hear me?"
"Yeah, I hear you." She nodded, as the waitress came back out with their food.
"Here you two go." She said, laying their plates down on the table, and placing the check beside their drinks.
"Thanks." Caitlin smiled as the waitress walked away. She took a bite of her burger. "This is good!" She said, grabbing a fri.
Eric laughed. "Told you." He said, taking a bite of his burger. He would find out the rest of the sotry aout Mark later, but for now, he was going to have fun being with Caitlin.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Eric and Caitlin got out of Eric's truck. They had just finished having lunch, and now they were at his house.
"Oh my God!" Caitlin gasped as she followed Eric to the door of his house.
"What?" He asked, unlocking the door.
"This is youre place?"
Eric nodded. "Yep."
"But, it's not, it's not- well, it's not messy. And it actually looks nice. Hell, it's cleaner than my apartment in New York was!" Caitlin stuttered, walking inside, and looking around in amazement.
It was a pretty two story house, the walls were all white, and there was a large blue sofa and two chairs in the living room. There was a T.V. and a large stereo. The kitchen was pretty, with the exception of being a little bare, and undecorated, like the rest of the house. She followed him around the house. There were four bed rooms, two office's, three bathrooms, a laundry room, a den, and a dinning room.
"Eric, this place is amazing. But why'd you get it? It's so big especially for just one person." Caitlin said, sitting down on the sofa, beside Eric.
Eric shrugged. "I don't really know. I just always wanted a nice house, and since I spend all my time making otehr peoples dreams come treu, I figured, why not build my dream house while I'm young so I can enjoy it all my life, instead of when I'm like thirty, or fifty or whatever."
"You designed this? I mean, I knew you are an arcitect, but I never knew you were this good." Caitlin smiled, looking up at the huge ceiling fan that hung from the high ceiling.
"Yeah, well, do ya wanna move in with me or not?" Eric asked, watching her look around the room.
"Of course I want to! This place is amazing! But I do have one question." She said, standing up to walk over to the huge window that let you look out at the property Eric owned.
"What's that?"
"Can I redecorate? I mean, the place is gorgouse, but you need some color, some decor, ya know?" She looked at him, sticking her bottom lip out.
Eric laughed "Yeah, whatever you want. But just one thing- none of that crazy furniture stuff that people call modern or whatever, ok?"
"You actually think I would have that in this house? Yeah, right. This place is so, so, perfect. It's kinda old fashioned, with a, well, a modern grandness to it. It's very homey, and modern furniture wouldn't look right. I am thinking about orange or yellow walls, or maybe blue, and some antiques, maybe. I'm not sure, but it will look perfect when I'm done. I promise." Caitlin said, visualizing what the house would look like when she was finished.
Eric just stood back and watched as Caitlin walked throughout the house, making plans for redecorating.