I’ll never know how that night would have turned out. My defenses were down. That kiss in the water was nothing like I’d ever experienced. My knees were still wobbly when we got to my door. I wasn’t thinking straight, because I opened the door wide and stood there looking at Trent to see if his eyes were still hungry. Sally took the opportunity to race between our legs and out into the night. It had gotten dark while we’d strolled along in the surf. As soon as I realized she was out, I flipped on the porch light. Trent stepped back and blinked in the sudden glare.
“Sally ran out.” I threw a hand to my mouth.
“We’ll find her.” Trent’s voice was calm and reassuring, but I wasn’t being rational.
“What if she gets hurt?”
“She’s got claws.” He said this so matter-of-factly that it helped me think.
“I’ve got a flashlight inside,” I said. I rushed into the bedroom and retrieved it from my bedside. We went into the yard and I called to her as I moved the light around. The moon was new, so it was no help to us. My heart was beating like a steel drum in a street band. All thoughts of kisses disappeared as I panicked.
“Shine it over there.” Trent pointed to the base of a palm tree in the corner of the yard. I swung the light and two eyes popped out at us. She was shaking when I picked her up and gave her a massive hug.
“Don’t ever do that again, girly-girl,” I said in my best motherly voice.
“She scared herself this time. Maybe she won’t try it again,” Trent said as he ran his hand gently down her back.
“Meow,” was all we got back in assurance.
“I better get her inside,” I said.
Trent had his hands in his pockets. He nodded his head and took a step back. “Can I see you again?” he asked.
“I’d like that.”
“Maybe I’ll stop by your shop at lunch-time. We could grab a bite to eat?”
Our moment had passed. We were back to being strangers. I felt shy again. I put Sally inside, shut the door and turned to Trent, but he was a few steps away.
“I only take about forty-five minutes right at noon. Is that alright?” I looked at my feet, waiting for him to say no.
“That’s perfect. Tessa can tell me where it is. I better get going now, so you can get Sally settled. She’s probably in a bit of shock.” I love that kitten, don’t get me wrong, but I really wanted Trent to come back and kiss me again. Instead he walked away. I watched him until the darkness swallowed him. Sally mewed and rubbed against my ankles.
“It’s just you and me, kid,” I said as I picked her up and stroked her soft fur. “You made sure of that. Didn’t you?” She made that purring mo...