บท 115: First Step

Christopher could be many things and anything he wanted to be — a dangerous and enigmatic man, a carefree man with a robust laughter that echoed in the wind with liveliness, or a romantic man that make a heart ride wild like a stallion on a chase.

There was never a definite side about him. The man was just as strange as he was beautiful.

Staring without shame, Alexa walked beside him across the massive shore line, hand buried deep in his, and feet leaving a print that showed the vantage of size and height he had over her.

His hair was caught in the wind. The fiery hue of sunset cast a mystical glow on his golden hair, his face was so defined and his prominent jaw turned soft as he laughed.

It made no sense how one could be so multifaceted. So unreal yet true. How could one man stir up a storm of confusion with so much ease? Alexa was bemused just as much as she enarmored with him.