It was Thursday, and Tara was surprised at all that had happened this week. If someone would have told her even two weeks ago, that she would have spent the whole week with Myles, she would have laughed. It was not that she and Myles had not been friends before. Truth be told, Tara had often enjoyed Myles way of looking at things. To be sure, he always had a slightly different way of approaching things than most people she worked with, but that made him an invaluable member of their team. She had seen him truly grow as a person during the last few years she had worked with him, and she had come to admire him as an agent and a friend. After the accident, she saw him very infrequently. There was never a time when she did not enjoy meeting up with him, but not until this time did she feel a deep sense of sadness that it would soon be over.
It had been this sentiment that had caused her to suggest that they stay in touch with each other after he went to New York. "I can set up a private chat area on your computer, so whenever we are both on we can talk without being interrupted." she had mentioned the night before after they had enjoyed a home cooked meal, which he had prepared.
Even now, remembering his face when he replied made her nearly laugh. Very somberly, he had admitted, "I know nothing about computers." His cheeks had a deep tint of red as he spoke, obviously embarrassed. "I know enough to get my work done, but I never use the internet. I have never been on a chat room. I don't even have email."
"You have come to the right place then. I happen to be very good with computers," she smiled at him sweetly. "In fact, some say I am a genius!"
When she had looked up into his eyes, she had been surprised at what she had seen. As if his very soul was open, she saw a deep respect and admiration. With little warning, he had reached and touched her face, and with a low voice had said, "They would be right. I have always known you were a genius, but to be honest, I am quite amazed at the many other attributes I see in you."
Even thinking about it, the day after, it made her heart flutter in her chest. Truth be told, for the last week, her heart had been doing a lot of strange rhythms. There had been little intimate contact. A few times holding hands, an arm around her at church, then touching her face. Just a few simple gestures, but all of them had worked together causing a desire for more. In fact, she had to fight the desire to kiss him on more than one occasion.
Looking toward the mirror, she straightened her hair, and checked her appearance. Happy with the light blue blouse and black jeans, she hoped he would appreciate the way she looked in them. It still took her by surprise a little that she would think that way about Myles, but she knew something was happening between them, and she had no desire to stop it.
Hearing the doorbell, she rushed to answer it, hoping it would not wake Samuel. "Hey Tracy." She greeted her sister as she opened the door. "Thanks for babysitting. I should be home early."
Tracy's hand fell on Tara's arm, "Tara, don't be home too early. I am happy to spend time with my nephew. Besides, it is nice to see a little perk in your step. Want to tell me about this guy. Myles right?"
Feeling her cheeks warm, she smiled shyly. "He and I have been friends for a long time. In fact, he worked with me before the accident. He was Bobby's partner." She waited as the surprise look on Tracy's face changed to understanding.
"Does that bother you? That he and Bobby were friends?" Tara was grateful to a sister who was truly concerned, and yet rarely tried to pry.
"Not as much as I thought it would. In fact, it has been somewhat comforting. We both miss Bobby. Both have our own memories of him. We don't talk about him a lot, but when we do, I don't feel like he is pitying me. I still sometimes feel a little guilty, but I know that Bobby would want me to be happy. He would probably laugh to think that Myles is the one who is making me happy, but I think he would approve." As she finished, she felt like she had said too much. Maybe she was reading more into this whole thing than Myles was really feeling. Shaking her head slightly, as if to clear it, she started putting on her jacket. "Samuel is sleeping, but should be up soon. There are some leftovers in the fridge. Make yourself at home."
"We will be fine, Tara. Take your time. Have a nice evening out." Tracy smiled, and reached out to hug her sister. "And, Tara I am happy for you."
With that, Tara walked out. She and Myles had decided to meet at his hotel, because it was closer to the computer store that they were going to. Tonight, she would help him pick out a nice lap top, then they would set it up so that she and Myles would be able to talk anytime they were both on. She would show him how to work everything, and then after dinner, they would say goodbye. The thought of it made Tara feel sadder than she had felt all week, but she refused to think about the goodbyes. Not until it was time.