Chapter
15.
Stevie
stared out of the side window of the Drovers truck, her elbow resting
lazy on it, half of the time her hand supporting her face. Regan
shortly gazed to her friend, noting they had left five minutes ago
and Stevie hadn't said a word. 'Have you made a list?', she
asked to get her attention.
Stevie shook up out of her thoughts and quickly gazed to her right. Nodding was all she gave as an answer, finally realizing Regan was referring to the needed supplies. Regan smiled shortly, knowing that with this kind of behavior Stevie obviously had something on her mind.
'Wanna tell me about it?', the brown haired McLeod asked as she stared at the road ahead. Instantly Stevie moved unsure in her car seat, already telling her a lot. 'Well we do have all morning …', Regan added with a smirk. 'Anything concerning Russ?', she lifted her eyebrows, glancing towards Stevie, who let out a massive sigh. 'Righto, that bad hey.' Stevie now nodded.
Suddenly with quick hand gestures Stevie started to talk, licking her lips; 'it's like I'm torn; a part of me tells me I should just give it a go, you know', she quickly glanced towards Regan who mostly watched the road, but listened attentive, nodding to what her friend was telling her. 'Like, what on earth changes when I wait any longer. I've let him wait for like three months already. Before you know it one desperate girl out of town snags him away … but on the other hand …'
'Yes …', Regan just spoke. Stevie blew out and closed her eyes.
'I love Alex, I miss him, I want him', she quickly brushed the tears out of her eyes. 'Not that Russ isn't attractive, cause he is, and God knows how badly I need a man.' Stevie now had to grin through her tears about her own desperate state of mind, of body and mind.
'Make that two', Regan grinned at her friend, who found it rather nice to have her react like that.
'It's just … Russ is this great guy and …', she took a moment; 'I'm not sure if I can give him what he really needs. Would it be fair to still love someone else?' Regan now rested her hand shortly onto Stevie's knees, pinching it.
'He knows what he is getting himself into Stevie', Regan answered.
'You think? You think he really does? Does he know what Alex meant to me?', Stevie muttered.
Regan now looked at her; 'he sees'.
'You know', Stevie quietly spoke.
The McLeod nodded, remembering oh so clearly how years ago she had seen sides of Stevie which only Alex had been able to get out of her, or better; her love for Alex. 'But you know what Stevie? Alex would want you to be happy. To move on, to enjoy life, not to hide for every male out there. Sometimes you just have to take the chance and get back in that saddle, without too much thinking', Regan told her wisely.
Stevie nodded impressed, and now started to smile softly. 'So when are you gonna get back into that saddle hey? Cause I can't remember you telling me any gossip about some hot guy since Lyle. That's like nearly two years ago, missy'. She pushed Regan lightly against her left arm.
'Yeah yeah, I know', Regan mumbled, less keen on talking about herself.
'So has there been anyone?', Stevie asked curious, licking her lips enjoying some good gossip. Talking about men in general was a good start anyway to get used to the fact she was back on the market.
Regan shook her head; 'not really.'
'Not really?', Stevie raised her brow; 'what does that suppose to mean?' She wiggled her eyebrows which made Regan smirk.
'Okay there was this one guy, but that's like ages ago, and nothing serious, so …', Regan answered.
'We need to find you a guy', Stevie firmly stated.
