She was torn. The last thing she wanted was to be inside an aircraft during a storm. She had to remind herself they weren’t going anywhere. They would just hold each other. They would be together.
She’d do it for Hunter. Whatever it took to help him. Becca kissed him and muttered against his lips. “Okay. I’ll do it. We’ll stay here for a while.” If only she could get her erratic heartbeat under control. She was overcome with a nervous feeling.
“Really?” His eyes widened. “I didn’t expect you to say yes. I appreciate this.”
“I told you I’d do what I can. I meant it.”
“I know, angel. I know.” He closed the door to the cockpit and sank to the floor against it. He held his arms out, looking up at her with a half smile. “Come here.”
Thunder rumbled again. Becca slid down next to him and he immediately pulled her close, kissing the top of her head.
“That song you were singing when I had you close your eyes to give you the camera, will you sing it?” he pleaded. “The one your mom used to sing to you.”
The rain began. Becca stared up at the ceiling, listening to the plop-plop-plop of the drops slamming against the aircraft. I’m safe. I’m here in Hunter’s arms and he won’t let anything happen to me. She closed her eyes and imagined they were somewhere else, somewhere off the plane. She let the memory of her mother singing the song to her fill her mind. A good thought. Her mama had a sweet voice, or at least, that’s how Becca imagined it. The words played in her mind and she opened her mouth. Despite her dry throat, her voice came out clear as she started singing.
The rain, it’s only water
The sun will shine another day
The storm is not much farther
The air will be clean when it goes away
Don’t be afraid of the thunder
Don’t let the lightning make you cry
Just close your eyes and dream away your pain
No matter where we go
I’ll always keep you close to my heart
Hunter held her close while she sang. When she stopped, he kissed along her hair again. “That’s beautiful.”
“I don’t remember more.”
“I love it. It’s very fitting right now, too.”
A bolt of lightning lit up the night sky, followed by a loud and long rumble of thunder. The rain fell harder. Becca squeezed her eyes shut again, trying to drown out the view of the constant flashing.
“I’ve got you, angel. We’re safe.”
“I’m so-” She was going to apologize, but Hunter tipped her face toward him and kissed her lips.
“Shh. No apologizing. It’s all right. I love you with all of my heart, Rebecca Lange. I’m not the easiest person to deal with right now and I know it. I just don’t want you to give up on me, or us, before we even begin.” He gave her another spine-tingling kiss before he ran his fingers through her hair.
“I’m not giving up on you Hunter. Ever,” she promised. No way! They would make it through, no matter what. She knew that in her heart. “I love you too much to ever think about that.”
A gust of wind shook the plane. Becca shrieked.
Hunter cradled her in his arms. To her surprise, he started singing the words she’d just sang to him. “I don’t remember them all.”
Becca repeated them. Her voice came out shaky this time, but Hunter singing with her calmed her down. He ran a hand through her hair, keeping her close.
“You hear that, storm? We’re going to make it past you! Any storm! Bring it on!” Hunter yelled.
Becca laughed. “You talk to yourself, and now you yell at storms?”
“Yeah, I know. You should try it. You could even swear at it,” he teased.
“You want me to curse at a storm?” Her body shook as she held back a laugh.
“Sure, why not?”
“Oh Hunter, you’re too funny.”
“Hey! I already said before, I don’t want to be too much of anything. I want to be just right.” He nuzzled her neck.
She couldn’t keep the smile away. Becca opened her eyes and looked him right in the eyes. They radiated with love and amusement. “I’m glad I decided to stay in here with you. This is fun and kind of calming, actually.”
He nodded in agreement. “Singing and yelling during a storm is good for the soul. And you are perfect for mine.”
Becca was about to say something when they were both startled by a loud banging. She jumped away from Hunter.
“Who could that be?” Hunter jumped to his feet and rushed toward the plane door. He pushed it open.
“You two okay? I figured once the storm hit, I’d see you leaving.”
It was Arthur. Becca put a hand over her heart and forced herself to calm down.
“Yeah, we’re fine. We were listening to the sound of the rain and talking. We probably should head out now, though.” Hunter turned to her.
“Don’t mean to bother ya, but I got worried is all.”
“No, no it’s all right. I would have wondered, too.”
“If you’re ready to go now, I’ll drive you back on the cart so you don’t get soaked,” Arthur offered.
“That’s perfect. I’m ready to go. How about you, Bec?”
“Yeah. We can go.” She picked herself up off the floor, grabbed her purse and moved to stand beside Hunter.
“Here, let me help you down and I’ll shut off the light.” Hunter kissed her cheek before he helped her step down on the wet ground. Her knee ached. She watched him retreat back into the plane.
She hobbled over to the cart. Arthur came to her aide, offering his arm for her to hold. He said nothing, just shot her a kind smile. She situated herself on the seat and watched the storm unleash all around her. Minutes later, Hunter jumped out of the plane and landed on his feet. He slammed the door closed, then ran over to them. There was a smaller seat behind Becca which he leaped up and plopped himself on, immediately turning to hold her hand.
“Ready? Here we go.” Arthur climbed up next to Becca, put the cart into reverse and spun the wheel to head back. She watched quietly as they drove further away from the plane. Relief washed over her, but if she had to be honest with herself, that wasn’t as bad as she’d anticipated.
She might not know every single thing about Hunter, and he seemed to keep things in, but the one thing she could always count on was that he knew how to make her feel better. It always came down to the fact that he tried to put her first; her feelings and her dreams.
She wanted a chance to do the same for him. By staying on that plane in the storm tonight, she had that opportunity. The worry she’d been feeling all day, especially when he snapped at her earlier, faded away. Somehow, she saw the light at the end of that tunnel. The rainbow after the storm.
They would find a way.
Chapter Twenty Five
Hunter and Becca arrived the next day at the Sundstroms’ feeling refreshed. After they left the airport last night, Hunter took her home and they held each other all night, just talking about everything. It felt good to talk about old memories. They’d made a point to at least go an hour without talking about the crash and it had worked. An hour of normal.
“Want me to carry that?” Hunter pointed to the dish Becca held. She’d wanted to make something to bring over.
“I’ve got it, thanks.” She also had her purse, camera bag and another small bag with a change of clothes and towels for swimming.
Hunter shrugged and rang the doorbell.
Eva’s mom answered the door. “Come in, come in! Hunter, why on earth are you making her carry everything?” she scolded.
He opened his mouth to protest.
Becca laughed. “Oh, don’t scold him. I’m just extra stubborn. I told him not to take anything from me. I think he’s finally learned not to argue.”
“Stubborn? There’s two kinds of stubborn. The good and the not so good. I don’t always see ‘good’ stubborn anymore. I guess you’re the first. I like it! Hunter needs a good stubborn
woman in his life, though his dear daughter is very stubborn like both of his parents. A bit of a mix.” She stepped back to let them in.
Hunter kissed her cheek. “Speaking of Sienna, where is my girl?”
“In the pool with Todd. She’s been having a blast and doesn’t want to get out. I tried to tell her you were here, but she wanted to stay in the water.” Mrs. Sundstrom turned to Becca. “Now my dear, what did you bring?”
“I was in a baking mood today, so I made a variety of cookies. I hope you don’t mind.”
Mrs. Sundstrom reached for the dish and offered up a smile at Becca. “Mind? Of course not! How thoughtful.”
“You have a beautiful house,” Becca said, still looking around the living room. Beautiful, dark hardwood floors and vaulted ceilings gave it a homey, warm feeling.
“Thank you. Come right this way and I’ll take you out back. I’m so happy you two came over today. It’s been a while since we’ve had a nice dinner.” A tinge of sadness crept into the woman’s voice.
“It has, and I’m sorry for that,” Hunter replied, taking Becca’s hand in his.
“If we’re lucky, the worst is over and things can be normal again.” Opening the patio door, Mrs. Sundstrom gestured for them to head out back. Becca stepped out into the warmth of the midday sun and grinned as she caught sight of Sienna splashing her grandfather and squealing happily.
“Sienna, your daddy’s here! Look!” Todd pointed at them. Sienna turned her head, and her smile grew.
“Daddy!”
“Hey Princess! I’m coming right in!” Hunter slipped out of his shoes then pulled off his socks and stuffed them inside. He handed Becca his keys and wallet. “Will you put these in your purse? You’re coming in the water with us, right? Don’t make me have to toss you in.” His eyes gleamed mischievously.
Becca took the items and dropped them inside her purse. “You will do no such thing. You forget that I love the pool.” She laughed at how she took the fun out of it for him.
“You have ten minutes to follow, or I’ll come and get you,” he threatened, leaning in for a kiss.
“Mmmhmm, whatever you say,” she shot back.
Hunter took off his shirt and tossed it on the chair, then made a sprint toward the pool. Sienna and Todd moved out of the way as he took to the diving board and made a big entrance into the pool. Sienna immediately swam over to him, bobbing around in the water in her pink floaties and life vest. Becca watched their interaction. Now there was a dad who had so much love for his little girl. Her tangled memories of her own dad made her miss those kind of days. She’d bet he’d done those kinds of things with her and Ellie. A pang of sadness wrapped around her heart and squeezed. Feeling nostalgic, she longed to get in that pool and make new memories. Sniffling, she swiped at her face, clearing away any evidence of the tears that brimmed in her eyes.
“Are you all right?” Mrs. Sundstrom lowered herself on the chair next to Becca.
“Watching them took me for a ride down memory lane,” Becca answered honestly. What little she had of memory lane with her family, anyhow.
The woman reached out and grasped her hand. “I can’t even imagine the kind of things you went through. Like Hunter, you seem so strong.”
“Sometimes life gives you no choice.”
“That’s very true. Becca, I hope you and Hunter can build on the happiness you both deserve. No denying he’s in a rough place right now, and I know he is my ex-son-in-law, but that boy is still a part of this family. I wish my daughter would come to her senses and stop blaming Hunter for things that were far out of his control.”
Becca nodded. “To a point, I get her pain. Don’t get me wrong, I hate that she blames Hunter and acts out toward him over it, but I know that grief. Losing someone way too soon has a way of messing with your mind and heart. I had moments of acting out at my grandparents a few times the first couple of years. I never knew them before I had to live with them, and I didn’t understand. It didn’t help that they didn’t really want me there. They didn’t know what to do with me. I was stuck inside a broken body and no one to connect with. If it weren’t for Hunter keeping up with my life … I don’t know where I’d be.”
“Less than five minutes!” Hunter called to her. He had Sienna on his shoulders and bobbed up and down, making her laugh hysterically.
Becca laughed and stuck her tongue out at him.
“Five minutes?”
“Yes, he said if I wasn’t in the pool within ten minutes, he’d come throw me in.”
“As fun as that would be to see, I won’t distract you from spending time with him. I do enjoy getting to know you, Becca. How long are you staying out here?”
“I go back to teaching in August.” She slid out of her sandals. She’d made the smart move to wear her swimsuit under her clothes. She stood and shimmied out of her shorts.
“I do hope to see more of you this summer. From the little I’ve seen with the two of you, I can tell you make each other happy. Hunter lights up every time you’re near him. I know he and Eva loved each other, but anyone would be a fool not to realize you and Hunter are in love. There’s a big difference.”
Becca said nothing, just sent the woman a smile and looked at Hunter in the pool. She did love him, so much. “There’s definitely a difference,” she finally said, sliding her arms out of the tank top and raising it over her head. Gathering everything, Becca folded them and put them on top of the bag.
“What happened there?” Mrs. Sundstrom pointed.
Becca followed her finger, realizing she’d noticed the ugly scar on her knee. She cringed. Normally, she’d do everything she could to hide that scar. She hated talking about it. It was one of the physical reminders of what she went through. “It’s from the crash. I had a scrap of the plane embedded there.”
Mrs. Sundstrom gasped. “Oh dear, I’m sorry I asked. I can be so nosy sometimes.”
Becca patted her hand. “It’s okay, Mrs Sundstrom. I’m better about it than I used to be. I never used to wear dresses or shorts so that it would stay covered, but I’ve learned I can’t always hide. It’s who I am.”
“Two minutes!” Hunter warned.
The women laughed. “He’s not going to give up easily. You’d better get to him. I should start tending to some food. Please, call me Beverly. No formalities around here.”
Becca stood, ready for a swim. “I’m happy Hunter has found friends that are like family. I love that you remain close, even with what you went through.”
Tears formed in the corner of Beverly’s eyes. “Thank you for that, child. He’s been wonderful to get to know.” With little warning, she drew Becca close for a hug.
Afterward, Becca headed for the shallow end of the pool. The pavement under her feet was hot. She dipped her toes in to check the temperature of the water. A little cold, but she liked it that way.
“Well, well, look who decided to heed my warning,” Hunter teased. Sienna was behind him, holding on to the edge of the pool before she pushed off to swim.
Becca eased in to the water, taking it a step at a time. “Your threats don’t scare me.”
“No? Well I guess I’ll have to work harder,” he teased, moving closer and grabbing her hands. “I thought maybe you were testing me.”
She laughed. “No, just having a nice conversation with Beverly.”
Hunter picked her up. “Don’t believe a word she says about me.”
“You say that often!” Becca squealed, wondering what he was up to.
“Yes, well, she’s far too nice to say anything mean about me. But we all know I’m not that nice.” He grinned. Droplets of water fell from his hair. He moved further into the pool, holding her.
“What do you plan on doing with me?”
“Oh, I’ll keep those details to myself right now. You’ll see later tonight what I have in mind.” He kissed her.
“I didn’t mean later, you one track minded man!” Becca swatted at him playfully. “I meant now.”
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p; “Now? Okay, you asked for it!” Hunter made an evil sounding laugh before he jumped up. They were a tangle of arms and legs as they sputtered, raising their heads from the water.
Todd and Sienna laughed at them.
“That was mean!” Becca splashed at Hunter, moving away from him.
“He’s sneaky,” Todd called, holding Sienna.
“Yes, he’s very sneaky!” Becca laughed, brushing her wet hair out of her face. “I’ll get you back somehow.”
“Ha, we’ll see about that, angel. You’re too innocent,” he teased.
She folded her arms over her chest. “Yeah, we’ll see.”
Sienna swam over to her with a big grin.
“Hey you! Having fun?” Becca took Sienna’s tiny hands.
“Lots!” Sienna giggled.
“Let me help you with that!” Hunter called out. Becca turned to see him step out of the pool and head to Beverly by the grill.
“Are you the distraction keeping Hunter from coming back to work, young lady?” Todd asked from behind her.
Startled, Becca faced him, still holding Sienna. His smile told her he was only teasing. “Me? No. I think he’s still having a hard time after the incident a few months ago.”
“Incident?” Todd frowned and scrunched up his nose in confusion.
Oh no, did he not know about it? Oops. Not good. Becca hadn’t even thought about that. Dang it, why did she have to say anything? The words slipped from her mouth before she had a chance to think about it. Well, nothing she could do about it now.
“Becca, what do you know?” Todd spoke in a calm, quiet voice. “I’m really worried about him.”
“I thought-I figured you would have known. I-” Worry shot a sucker punch to her gut. She couldn’t not say anything now, but for whatever reason, Hunter hadn’t told him. Ugh!
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