control it but I can stop it from happening. I really thought we hit it off tonight. You are so easy to talk to and I had a really nice time. I’m just… sorry.” He hung his head in defeat.
There was total silence between them.
Casey seemed deep in thought. She was very attracted to him but she couldn’t get over what happened at Nick’s and that if he continued with the band and they got more popular and noticed, it would happen more often than not. Her insecurities would keep her from trusting him or others if what ever would happen between them, happened. He was gorgeous and charismatic and girls would be crazy not to notice that and be attracted to it. He had a force behind him. It was strong and it pulled you in. Casey tended to be insecure with relationships and her heart didn’t know if she could handle it.
“Carter, I think you are a great guy and super talented but I don’t know if I could handle what happened tonight again. I can sit back and watch it if we weren’t involved, but if we take this relationship somewhere else, I don’t think I could do it. I’m not strong enough.”
He could have pleaded with her and begged her and continued to convince her that they could be something but he didn’t. He royally fucked up tonight and he didn’t expect her to give him a second chance. He lost the battle. She was strong willed, but insecure and she had every reason to be if the relationship turned into something. Girls would always be there. The temptation would as well.
“I understand Casey and I’m sorry. You are such a great person and I haven't enjoyed a conversation so much in my life. I had a great time. Again I'm sorry. If you change your mind about me, you know where I am.”
She felt the same way. She enjoyed talking to him and she felt at ease when she was with him. There was something about how open she felt when they talked. Almost like an older brother. Weird as it seemed, that was her feelings. The lust part may still have been present but maybe a friendship could work out and eventually the lust would go away. He began to walk away when she called his name. He turned around and she was by the front door to the lobby.
“I’m sorry too Carter, but I don’t see why we couldn’t be friends. If you want to. I’m willing to give that a shot.” He smiled at her warmly.
“Yea that could work.”
Carter thought that if that’s the way it had to be then so be it. He wanted Casey to be a permanent fixture in his life. In what ever capacity she would be present in.
CHAPTER 3
TUGBOATS and YACHTS
The next morning Carter woke to the smell of coffee and bacon and the sounds of the stereo. He rubbed his hands across his overly stubbled face and swung his legs towards the side of the bed. He shook his head as he heard what sounded like someone killing a cat but then he realized it was his best friend's singing. He grinned and stood to put on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. He made his way down the steps when he stopped in the door way of the kitchen to spy on Casey dancing around the kitchen in a pair of hot pink boy shorts and a gray t-shirt sans bra. She bounced around singing into a spatula one of her favorite songs that her and Carter frequently danced to through the years. Marvin Gaye's "Got To Give It Up." They loved R & B. That was something they found they had in common. They were into the older stuff. Earth, Wind, & Fire, Aretha, Smokey, and of course Marvin. Carter watched her blonde haphazard bun flop on her head as she moved her tiny body around the kitchen. Her singing was well.... HORRIBLE! She knew it, but it never stopped her from belting it out. She had the biggest grin on her face as she continued to sway her hips. Carter thought she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen and he fantasied about their unborn daughter looking like her. It was a thought he entertained in his mind more frequently than not and as much as it pleased him to think about it, the