Cailean reflects on the recent developments in he and Aislyn’s relationship while also deliberating over a big decision in his career. Meanwhile, Aislyn mends bridges with Axel.
An excerpt:
“I wish I hadn’t had anything to drink, I could’ve driven you back. It’s not like I have anything to do today anyway.” Cailean holds Aislyn’s jacket out, and she slides her arms into it. “I appreciate the offer.” She says as they begin making their way downstairs. “And, I’m sorry.” Cailean looks at her questioningly.
“I’ve never seen you drunk before. I’m guessing that was my doing…” She adds quietly. “It was Kim’s doing actually.” Cailean says matter-of-factly. Aislyn raises a brow. “I don’t believe you, but thanks for saying that anyway.”
She slips her hand into Cailean’s as they reach the bottom of the steps and the naturalness of the gesture surprises him. He leans down and presses his lips to hers. “I’m regretting actually agreeing to let you go.” A blush spreads over Aislyn’s cheeks at his words. “Now that you’ve mentioned it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you drunk either.” He says as his eyes drift along the color forming on her face. “I act more…” Aislyn stops herself. “More?” Cailean echoes to get her to continue. “…more like how I used to be.” She says with distaste.
“And that is?”
“More giggly, and emotional, and I hate it.” Aislyn says, her face reddening further.
“Everything you’re saying is only piquing my curiosity. Maybe our next date should be at a winery.”
“Sorry to dash your expectations, but I’ve sworn off of drinking for good. It would take something extraordinary to see me go for any kind of alcohol willingly.”
Despite the lighthearted nature of their conversation, there was a weight to Aislyn’s words, one Cailean wanted to carefully pick apart, but would have to wait until another time...











