preserve his career, despite the suspicion that had been cast over his name.
“I’ll grab my keys.” He slipped inside the door for a moment to grab the keys to his bike. If Natalie was open to the idea of a date, he was not going to wait long enough for her to change her mind.
When she moved to climb on top of her own bike, Chris shook his head. He patted the seat behind him, indicating that he intended for them to ride together.
“Where are we going?” She asked with a chuckle. Her laughter sent tendrils of excitement through his body.
“I think a ride along the coast would be nice.” He explained as she settled behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Afterward, we could grab some dinner?”
Natalie expressed her satisfaction with the plan. She found Chris much more relaxed outside of the office environment and, she had to admit, she took great pleasure in his casual company. The pair melded together like old friends.
By the time that they had stopped for dinner, Natalie was shocked at how much Chris seemed to have opened up to her. They shared stories about their childhood, families, and personal interests.
Natalie learned much about Chris’s relationship with his Navy Seal unit. Though, he pointedly avoided any discussion about their final mission. The men had been close, very close. They spent every waking moment together while on duty and, when off, visited each other frequently.
Chris was the leader of the unit and he had trusted his men without question. Natalie learned that Chris was the godparent to Tony’s oldest son. She had tried to ask him if he had visited the Pomeretti family since the death of their father, but he quickly changed the subject.
She wondered how a man so obviously devoted to his friends could isolate himself so completely after their deaths. There was more to the story. Something that Chris did not want to talk about. She was sure of it, but she did not push any further.
Instead, she allowed the conversation to turn toward herself. She allowed him to ask her questions and therefore divert the attention away from the sensitive topic. She hoped that one day he would open up completely to her. Natalie realized that she wanted him to open up to her on a personal level. She wanted to know him completely.
She also realized that a part of her wondered if there was a future for them as a pair. She had learned long ago that there could never be a future if secrets existed. She would never be able to fully trust Chris until she knew for certain what had happened to his teammates.
A few hours later, Chris pulled the bike back up the hill of his driveway. Natalie swung her leg over the seat. The gentle hum of the motor had made her legs feel numb and shaky. It was similar to the feeling that she would experience when getting off of a boat after a lengthy excursion. She waited for her strength to return.
“I should get going.” Natalie gestured toward her own motorcycle parked on the pavement. The truth was that the evening had been perfect and she did not want it to end.
Chris gestured toward the front door.
“If you have somewhere to by, that’s fine." His smile made her already weak legs shake. “But, you are welcome to come inside. If you’d like.”
Natalie very much wanted to join him inside of the house. The look in his eyes told her that this was no casual invitation. The electric current that had passed between them all night was at its peak. They had both been thinking about it, both been feeling it, but neither had made any attempt to address their attraction in any obvious way.
Natalie took a shaky breath. She knew that this was a pivotal moment for them, both on a personal level as well as professional. If she overstepped the boundary of propriety she might ruin any chance she might have to help him. On the other hand, they had already crossed that line long before they knew that he was her patient. A small voice in her head told her that if she did