Thanks for the awesome reviews. Just to remind u, Jayme is the half-sister of Luke and Nate, so there will be NO mary-suish thing. Here's the next installment.
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Afternoon
The waves crashed on the beach, foam crept up, surrounding Jayme's toes. She shivered slightly in the cool March wind.
After the little episode in the gym with the cheerleader, Jayme needed to clear her mind.
"I need to focus on school not men." Shaking her head against her rebellious thoughts. She picked up a stone and tossed it out to sea.
"Who are you?" the masculine voice shocked her.
Jayme whirled around, the wind whipping her hair into her face. Pushing back wind-swept strands of russet hair. Jayme looked to see who was talking to her.
Nathan.
"If you must know, I'm your half sister." She waited to see the shock on Nathan's face.
Nothing showed. He was poker-faced.
"I was born on May 2. I'll be seventeen this May. Do you want the whole story?" Jayme asked him.
Nathan nodded, a bit hesitant to go, but his curiosity drove him. He followed her to the beach house.
"Why aren't you staying in town with us? Was Dad ashamed of you?" Nathan queried.
"No, to stay out here was my choice. I'm still a bit raw after my mom's death and I needed the solitude for now. When I'm ready, I would tell him." Jayme opened the glass door and sauntered into the kitchen.
Nathan sat down across the table from her and listened to her story.
As the sun sank lower till it bled into the ocean. Nathan lifted his head. "That's a long story."
"It's going to be weird having a sister, I've never had one before." He awkwardly hugged her.
Jayme froze, then reluctantly returned his hug. "Thanks for making me feel welcome. I just don't want anyone to know right now. So can you keep this to yourself and not even tell your girlfriend."
Nathan nodded. His eyes alight with happiness. "I have a feeling, we're going to be good friends." He patted her on the shoulder.
"See you at school." Waving as he walked out the door. Jayme watched him walk to his car in the dying sunlight.
As soon as he was gone, she picked up the telephone.
"Hello." A masculine voice asked.
"It's me Jayme. Nathan knows. So if he talks to you about me. Don't act all weird, just talk, but I told him not to tell anyone else for now. Okay."
"That's fine." Dan fiddled with his pen. "Jayme before you go, I was wondering if you wanted to come to dinner at the house on Friday night? So you could meet Deb, she knows about you, but she respects your decision to stay to yourself."
"Sure, I'll be there for dinner Friday night." Jayme said goodbye and hung up the phone.
Trailing her hand up the wooden railing as she ascended the stairs to her room. She thought over what had happened today.
Stopping in her room, she changed into her tracksuit for her nightly run along the beach.
After all, tomorrow is another day.
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