Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin picked up the dishes and rinsed them off in the sink, then put them away in the dishwasher. He washed his hands and returned to the table where Jenny was. "Did you get enough sleep last night?" He questioned. If not, she could take a nap before he took her into town to get clothes. If she had to take a nap, it wouldn't be in hay either. She could enjoy a rejuvenating nap in a comfortable bed with actual blankets and no wet clothes.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin's smile reached his eyes as he let out a laugh. "No apology necessary. If I were caught in that storm, I think I would have taken sanctuary just about anywhere." He remarked. "Let me throw your old clothes into the dryer so you can wear them out." He offered, his eyes scanning the overly large outfit of his swallowing her figure.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin scooped up the clothes and took them to the laundry room, dumping them into the dryer for 30 minutes. He walked back to the kitchen, then pointed to the family room. "Please, make yourself comfortable. That should be easy after you did that in my barn!" He teased jokingly.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
His eyes followed to where she looked around the room. He had never really noticed how cozy it was. Most homes around here were like that. Modern homes were cool, and a change would be interesting but Gavin didn't know if his lifestyle could so easily change. The colors were warm but cold, inviting but neutral.
He relaxed into a recliner, slightly grasping the arm rests with his hands. He extended his hand to the remote, retrieving it from the hickory wood coffee table. Gavin pressed the power button, watching the flat screen tv, possibly the nicest thing he owned, turn on. Chanting was heard on the tv, displaying crowds cheering. Football. With a quick glance at Jenny, he had a gut feeling sports was not what she wanted to watch. He flipped the channel to the news.
Gavin's eyes went wide when he saw the headline. "Corrupt businessman's daughter goes missing." He couldn't help but glance at Jenny, wondering if she too knew about this. Until a picture of the girl appeared. With another glance at the girl, he slowly put the pieces together. "I-is that you?" He stuttered, not at all upset but just surprised.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin narrowed his eyes, but nodded. "You're right." He agreed, though the image of the girl looked so much like the girl sitting before him. He suppressed the thought. She was telling him the truth, no matter how defensive she might have gotten. And if she were indeed that girl, there must be a reason it's a secret.
He folded his arms, staring between Jenny and the tv and then fiddled with his fingers. "So is there anything you want to watch?" He asked, noting the time until the clothes would be dry, though he didn't think the full 30 minutes was necessary.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
His brown eyes flashed excitedly like a little kid on Christmas and quickly flipped to the sports channel. They were highlighting the replays of the Cub's legendary world series game. Gavin rested his elbows on his knees, leaning forward to pay close attention.
"So where ya from?" He asked rather awkwardly, trying to break the uncomfortable silence albeit the sports news that sounded. His fingers brushed off a piece of lint touching the arm of his flannel.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
He met her gaze, trying but failing at concealing his surprise. "3 days? It didn't look like you had a vehicle. How'd you get over here?" He asked, though he might have guessed the answer would be that she took buses. Noting her appearance, 3 days didn't seem so shocking. This morning when he found her she had been a mess. After getting cleaned up, she was really beautiful. Gavin also had a feeling she'd never done any kind of labor in her life, but he couldn't really be sure.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin nodded, ignoring the look on her face. He kept convincing himself that there were lies for a reason. And he didn't know her. Instinctively, his hand reached for hers, giving it a comforting squeeze. His eyes went wide at the gesture he just unknowingly did, but dared not pull away to make it more awkward. "Sorry." He mumbled, turning away briefly. Gestures like this were normal for him, but the last thing he wanted to do was make her uncomfortable.
The ding of the dryer went off. Saved by the bell at last. Gavin stood up from his seat and retrieved the dry clothes, handing them to Jenny. "You can change in the bathroom," He informed, acknowledging the bathroom just across the hall.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin walked through the house to the front door, retrieving his wallet and keys from the counter, and slipping back on his boots. His brown gaze admired the homely signs that his mother put up and that he never took down. His mom had been a city girl, but had loved his dad enough to move to the farm with him. Somehow he knew his dad would have done the same for his mom, giving up his life on the farm to live in the big city. Nowadays his mom was living in LA, used to her comfortable life. He didn't mind that much, but as a man who worked hard for everything he had, it seemed lazy. It was soft to him, and he didn't really understand. He couldn't imagine living in the city. The lifestyle change wasn't impossible but he'd feel a little out of place. Gavin swirled the keychain on his finger as he waited.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin smiled and retrieved the clothes, then placed them on the counter to deal with when he got back. "Let's go!" He exclaimed rather excitedly, and opened the door. He made his way down the gravel driveway to his truck, a bright blue ford f150 that somehow was spotless. Large hands reached to open the passenger side door before Gavin climbed into his side and revved up the engine.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin smiled wider when he made her laugh. He looked around his truck, wiping a speck of dust from the dashboard. "Yeah I guess you could say that." He agreed jokingly. He met her gaze briefly before putting the car in drive and pulling out of the driveway. The dirt road stretched for a few miles, completely flat with no hills. It was fun to drive on because he could go fast without worry of other cars. The truck went a little faster, dirt and gravel bouncing off the truck. It would be a mess by the time they got to the town. His brown eyes lit up with excitement but he slowed down a little so he didn't appear too reckless. "
"What do you like to listen to?" The farmer asked, hands going for the radio as he glanced at Jenny sitting next to him. His eyes quickly went back to the road, taking in the beautiful sunny day. Skies were blue with absolutely no clouds in sight. Sun rays beamed down so brightly that he eventually reached for his sunglasses.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
His brown eyes revealed his surprise as he flipped the radio switch to the cd. His cd had all his favorite country songs, and the first one was wagon wheel by Darius Rucker. Fingers tapped the steering wheel as he drove, tapping along to the beat. "I love country music!" he exclaimed excitedly. "What's your favorite song?" He inquired, knowing most likely that he would have it.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin's smile went from ear to ear as she told him. It also happened to be one of his favorites and it was number two on his CD. He hit next and glanced at Jenny. When the song started, he sang dramatically along, throwing his hands briefly into the air. Although his singing voice wasn't much short of some talent, it was off beat as he sang loudly for the effect. When the lyrics paused, he took the opportunity to roll the window down, resting his arm where it disappeared below. "I love this song!" He exclaimed, then turned back to the road as they approached the town.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Once they drove into town, Gavin turned the music down a little, just barely catching the sound of Jenny singing. Her voice was angelic, very sweet mixed with his own singing voice. He turned the music all the way down to zero and gave her an incredulous look. "Jenny you're amazing!" He breathed, brown eyes twinkling as he flung off his sunglasses. Her voice was like the sound of the stream in the forest that he visited on the hottest days of summer. It was amazing, and it brought him memories of some of his happiest times. "We should be a duet." He joked, flashing her a wry smile.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin smiled and turned the steering wheel to parallel park next to the curb. After waiting briefly for the cars to stop coming by, he raced out of his seat around to Jenny's so he could open her door. The farmer extended a hand to her, and used his other hand to lock the car doors.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin smiled at her, then strolled down the street. His eyes went a little wide when he realized he was still holding her hand, and immediately pulled it away. "Sorry." He apologized anxiously. The anxiety soon disappeared when he spotted one of the retail stores. "How about there?" He questioned, giving her a sidelong glance.
Gavin Hayes Weston
twenty-five
Gavin's blush mimicked Jenny's as he walked into the store. "Probably a flannel and jeans. Maybe some shorts and t-shirts." He listed. "Maybe some casual stuff for in the house or around the town." He added. Once a week at the very least he'd go to to the bar and throw some darts while drinking a beer. The farmer was never one to get drunk, but it was fun to drink a little with some other townsfolk. Everyone knew each other and everyone was considered acquainted. The town had about 5,000 people and the bar that most people spent their time at even had a mini bowling alley with several lanes. It was a nice hangout, and even the older folk would stop by.
