AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Still, he wouldn’t let minor setbacks dampen his mood. After all, life was too short to waste it harping on bullshit. He closed his eyes and let the humming vibrations of the train lull him to sleep.
Chapter 2
Ever since the out-of-towner sat beside her and inserted himself into her business, Olivia couldn’t cry in peace. Was it too much to ask for a girl who had been cheated on and lost everything in the matter of minutes? So what if her tears were fueled by anger? Those tears deserved a release too, dammit, regardless of what Mr. Opinionated over there thought.
She glanced in his direction. He was good-looking; there was no denying that. Dark stubble lined his chiseled jawline, his nose made for a Grecian god, and his lips were perfectly plump on the bottom and bowed on top. He looked so peaceful with his eyes closed.
She wanted to drop her suitcase on his head. If she could no longer wallow in her pity, why should he be allowed to slumber into oblivion?
The anger he’d so kindly pointed out mixed with annoyance. She crossed her arms over her chest and let out a perturbed breath. One of his eyes popped open, and he angled his head in her direction.
“I’d ask if everything was okay, but I don’t want to intrude on your misery.”
“For your information, I was perfectly happy in my misery until you came along. Now I’m annoyed.”
“You’re welcome.”
The audacity of some people still managed to stun her, and she was a New Yorker! It took a special kind of person to possess that capability. “For what?” she demanded.
He lifted his strong, dominant chin. “No more tears.”
She swiped at her eyes, and her fingers were dry. He was right. After he’d interjected himself into her business, she’d been too annoyed to cry. She didn’t know if it was necessarily better, but at least she wasn’t making a scene. Somehow, he managed to make her forget about Daniel and everything that transpired only a short time ago.
“Like I said, you’re welcome.”
“The next time you want to get someone to stop crying, maybe try a little compassion.”
His other eye opened, and he sat up in his seat. “Hey, I tried to be nice, but you didn’t exactly make it easy for me.”
She sighed, and her shoulders slumped. “I’m sorry. I had a really rough night, and I know that’s not your fault.”
“I get it,” he said, cutting her off from an inevitable word vomit with a side of too much information.
The train came to another stop, and she waited for him to grab his bag and head into the night. The door closed, and the train continued, and he was still there. Not many people stayed on to Morgan’s Bay, at least not until after Memorial Day when the summer brought beach goers from the city.
“You didn’t miss your stop, did you?” she asked.
“Nope. I’m riding this thing to the end.”
She shifted in her seat. “You’re going to Morgan’s Bay?”
“Sure am.”
She gave him a more thorough once over. She knew every person who resided in Morgan’s Bay—an easy feat when growing up in a small town that had the same families occupying the houses since the beginning of its founding.
“You’re not from there,” she stated.
“Nope.”
“Then why are you going to Morgan’s Bay?”
“Why do you care?”
Her small-town mentality kicked in, leaving the city girl behind her. “It’s not the summer season yet, so the only reason people go to Morgan’s Bay is because they live there or they know someone who lives there.”
“If you say so.”
“I do say so. So, who are you? Who do you know?” She could learn a lot about him based off those he was related to. Morgan’s Bay was a small town, and just because Olivia had lived in the city for the last few years didn’t mean she didn’t have the four-one-one on pretty much every person who stepped foot in town.
