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Christa had been away from her dad's ranch for over 10 years, and things still looked the same. She was now 29. She had left right after high school for bigger and better things, she had thought. She wondered if Wayne, her dad's foreman, was still working there. He had been there since she was 17. He used to take her to all her after school activities and to her friend's till she got her license. When she left, she didn't know that he was going to be the one person that she'd miss. But she was back now, ready to take on the family ranching business after her father had his last major heart attack. She was going to have to learn from Wayne how to run the ranch and take care of everything while her father got some much needed rest.
Christa walked up to the big brick house, took a deep breath, unlocked, and opened the door. She was instantly taken back to her childhood days. Nothing looked like it had been moved in the years she was gone. All the furniture was in the same place that it was when she was little. The pictures of her school days were still hanging up in a neat row along with her pictures of her awards for riding. She walked up the stairs to her bedroom and set her luggage on the bed and took a deep breath as she began putting things away. Someone knocked on her door as she was putting her last suitcase under the bed. She wondered who would be knocking at her door when she knew she was the only one home.
"Hello Christa, I bet you don't remember me." Said a man that looked much younger then his 37 years.
"Wayne, wow you look about the same as when I last saw you." Christa said looking up into his hazel eyes. He looked the same as he did when she left. He was still so tall. She knew he was 6'2'', and he always would tease her about being 4'10''. He even had his own little pet name for her. He always called her Angel eyes. Her eyes were bright blue when ever he was around, but he knew they would change color when he was gone. He ran a hand through his blonde hair, and smiled when she began to blush. He always loved seeing her blush. He always would try and see how red he could get her face.
"I see you still have that little blushing problem there Angel eyes. Can I come in and help you with anything? I know things around here don't seem to have changed much, but there are a few little changes. I would also like to just talk and see what have you been up too." Wayne said as he stood at the door.
"Sure come on in. Here have a seat just let me get these off the bed. I can't believe you still call me that." She said laughing as she grabbed her coat and a few other odds and ends that had fell out of her overnight bag.
Wayne sat down and followed her with his eyes as she hung up her coat, and put the other things she had in a drawer inside her closet. He couldn't get over how much she had changed over the years. Her hair was still blonde and curly as hell. He had always wondered what her hair felt like, but he had never acted on that impulse. He couldn't believe that he still had feelings for her that he had never told her. He was surprised that she had never noticed that he was always looking at her. Maybe this was his time to finally tell her how he felt.
"Wow Angel eyes you look good. I'm glad time has been good to one of us." Wayne said as Christa walked back to the bed and sat down across from him.
"Wayne you look like you did before I left." Christa said.
"Well I still play hockey with the guys. And it helps working on the ranch too." He said smiling at her.
Her hair slipped into her eyes, and before she had a chance to push it back behind her ear Wayne pushed back behind her ear. He let his fingers slowly caress the side of her face before dropping his hand back onto his lap. She looked into his eyes and smiled. She felt her stomach flip when he touched her face. "I'm glad your finally came back home my Angel eyes."
She could see the fire that lit up in his hazel eyes. She couldn't believe it, but she wanted to feel his hands on her again. She wondering what he would feel like. She wondered what it would feel like to have his lips kiss her, but she was afraid to kiss him. She had a few boyfriends, but it had never went past the kissing stage. She was very pretty, but just never found the guy that would make her heart beat like it was beating now.
Wayne leaned over and lightly kissed her forehead. She gasped when his scent teased her nose. He smelled like Stetson and the outdoors. She smiled as he drew back. He got on to his knees on her bed and pulled her up to hers and gently kissed her mouth. She felt his hands on her back, lightly caressing. Suddenly Wayne pulled away. Christa sat on her legs and looked down at her hands. Maybe he didn't like how I was kissing. She thought to herself.
"God Christa, I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." Wayne said breathing heavily. "Aww, honey don't cry. Baby you did nothing wrong."
"Neither did you Wayne." Christa said as a tear fell from her eye. Wayne pulled her into his arms, and gently kissed her tear stained cheeks. He kissed her mouth once and then kissed her again.
"Tell me to stop Angel. Tell me to leave now. If I stay here much longer I'm going to make love to you, and I won't be able to live with myself if I hurt you. I fell in love with you the beginning of your senior year, and my feelings haven't changed one bit. I'm sorry I just couldn't hold my feelings inside me anymore." Wayne confessed as he continued kissing her cheeks, lips and neck.
"I have a confession too." Christa said as sparking blue eyes met hazel eyes. "I'm still a virgin. Will you be my first?" She whispered softly. She started to turn a deep scarlet red. She couldn't believe she just asked him that, but she knew he was the one for her.