The Ranger

“Do you think he’s still out there?”

Jenny blinked out of her thoughts – out of brown eyes that kept locking with her’s, and dark sin, the perfectly trimmed beard… Damn, that smirk. “Hmm? Naw, I think ‘e said ‘e was leavin’?” she replied with an apathetic shrug before taking note of Sasha’s disappointment. “Sumthin’ like tha’. I wasn’t really payin’ attention.”

Like hell she wasn’t. She had put on a perfect act of not caring about the Ranger Rafi had so eagerly introduced her to. She was done dating for a while anyways, wasn’t she? She’d had a bad run of dating terrible men. But then she thought about that ridiculously charming sm – No. No! It wasn’t charming! It was just a smirk!

Dammit, why was she hoping he was still there?

“I’m gonna head back to the Valley.”

Jenny frowned over at Sasha as she tied her swim top on. “Ya sure?”

“Yeah, you have fun.” Sasha gave Jenny a big hug, then scampered out of the dressing room.

Jenny watched her Aurin friend disappear, and her concern for the young female was, for once, more fleeting. She checked her pigtails in the mirror and the way her bikini line complimented the natural curves of her hips. Stop thinking about him, you idiot, you met him for five minutes, she scolded herself as she turned to saunter into the main bath where Rafi laughed with a Mordesh woman against a far wall.

Rafi had given the tall man her number. If he called, fine, but Jenny wasn’t about to get her hopes up.  Not that he’d call… but if he did one date or a night of getting drunk and making questionable decisions wouldn’t hurt anything, would it?.

Jenny gave her bangs a toss and swiped playfully at the water to splash Rafi. No. She wouldn’t think about Jeremy at all.