Ryan McCarthy stood beside a lifted pick up truck and gazed over the bed at Shane. He was living his life, completely unaware she was watching him. He kept bending down, as though he was untangling fishing line from his shoes. "What is he doing?" she thought to herself. She walked around the truck so she could see him in full view. He stood with some small breed of dog at his feet. This dog was just sure he had found a new owner. It wasn't true, however. Shane Mac Gabhann was a dog lover, be assured. However, he had little use for the smaller, toy breeds of dogs. But, he could not resist reaching down to rub this little fireball's ears and pat him on his head a few times. Shane looked at Ryan and said, "It's kinda cute! What is it?" The two laughed and walked toward the lake. Shane carried the blanket, Ryan carried their picnic basket. The sun was only promising, at this point in the day, that the light would soon be gone for the day. Ryan had made her roast beef and basil pesto sandwiches, because she knew they were his favorite. After a few steps, Shane turned to Ryan and said, "I'm really thinking we've got this all wrong. You should be carrying the lighter blanket, huh?" It appeared to be a rhetorical question, seeing as how before she could answer, Shane had switched his haul with Ryan's. She looked at him. There was something so simple about this man. He had simple brown hair. He had his simple baseball cap. He had his simple blue jeans. He had his simple t-shirt. He had the simplest sunglasses. He had a simple little flicker of facial hair beneath his lower lip. Yet, for some odd reason, simple as he was, he seemed to propel Ryan. He made her heart beat faster, he stole her breath, he was her magnet. He was funny and he was handsome. He was kind and considerate. He was just too good to be true. She could stare into his deep green eyes forever, if she could find a way. She could see past everything when she looked in his eyes. When she looked into his eyes, he could make her feel like he had whisked her away within the walls of his flesh to dance inside with him. He was so amazing.
Shane was usually clean shaven, except the small patch on his lower lip. He kept it trimmed to it was only slight. But, he wore it well. Ryan liked it. However, this evening, Shane was sporting a 5 o'clock shadow. Ryan thought this suited him. It gave him a rougher, edgier look and she found it intoxicating. She was staring at the dark stubbly shadows sliding down both cheeks and meeting up on his chin. Shane looked at her and smiled. "What?" he asked. "I'm just looking at you." she replied. Shane tilted his head towards the ground and reached out for her, sliding his arm around her lower back. He was smiling and she loved this smile. He looked very charming and boyish when he smiled this way. It was the most innocent smile, with such a promise of something more sinister hiding behind it. He stared off towards the sun as he held her close and looked over her head. "We really need to get to the beach again soon." he said. She looked up at him. As she began to voice her agreement, he leaned down and kissed her softly. Then, his voice went very soft and tempting. "Whatever you want, always!" He smiled at her and stole another kiss. She could not believe this man was standing here with her.
Shane was typically shy. He was the most peaceful human being Ryan had ever met. He was usually soft spoken. He never had a negative word to say about anyone. He was very positive and supportive of those closest to him. When his friends needed a cheering section, they came to Shane. He had a way of making people feel very good about themselves and the world they live in. He was very dear to those who knew him best. They all valued his opinion because even if it were negative, Shane could put a positive spin on his presentation. He was one of the most amazing people and Ryan found him fascinating. She felt completely safe and protected when she was with Shane. Though he was quiet, he would stand up for what was right and he would not back down from anyone. He certainly wasn't going to be pushed around. Ryan knew that the one thing in the world that would draw out Shane's inner evil was if someone messed with his loved ones and anything unable to defend itself against it's attacker...man or beast. Ryan found that to be just another trait that made Shane sexy to her.
Too many times, Ryan could not focus on the real world because she was busy amusing herself with thoughts of her reality with Shane. He was so good to her. She had never been this lucky in love. She was in love. She had been dating Shane for 8 months and no matter what, she could not shake that feeling of floating on clouds. This guy was everything she had ever looked for and everything she had ever wanted. She just felt inclined to stay guarded because he was just too good to be true.
Shane Mac Gabhann was equally as taken with Ryan. He was very attentive and his nurturing instincts wanted to do anything he could to make her life easier. He loved her bright, warm smile. He didn't care what that girl asked of him, he would do it in hopes of her paying him with her smile and her loving touch. He would do just about anything for her. He had been in relationships in the past and he was frequently taken for a fool. People often assess shyness as weakness. Shane was used to women, especially, trying to get over on him. He loved that Ryan was as honest and sincere a person as he had ever met. Truth be told, he loved everything about her. He loved the feminine shape of her body. He loved the way her blonde ringlets framed her face. He liked the, almost electrical, sensations that felt when he held her hand or held her close to him. He was entranced with her gentle, honeysuckle scent. He was sure she was an angel. She always had a positive, can do attitude. It complimented his "live and let live" personality very well, he thought. He wasn't willing to call it a done deal just yet, but he had definitely been considering his options for making her a more permanent part of his life.
Tonight, however, it was the two of them, enjoying a sunset picnic, together. He laid the blanket out. He knew she was very particular about the blanket being completely flat against the ground. He walked the edges of the blanket and pulled, tugged and straightened the edges and corners until it was "Ryan Approved." He admired this quality of Ryan. She took pride in everything she did, no matter how small the task may be. This was evident as she unwrapped Shane's sandwich before handing it to him. The determination in her face, as she focused on removing a small sliver of tinfoil from her bread, was cute to Shane. These two were very much in love.
Shane was the youngest of 3 kids. He had an older brother named Shawn and an older sister named Rachel. Rachel loved her younger brother. Anything he did was alright with her. Plus, Rachel and Shane were often forced to be allies against their older brother. Shawn was 10 years older than Rachel and 13 years older than Shane. Shawn wasn't deliberately mean to his younger relations. He was just a typical teenager and he did enjoy a prank or two, especially on his younger sister and brother. Though Shane had learned to stand his ground by challenging his much older brother, the 3 kids had grown up to be very close as adults. Rachel and Shane, however, had a slightly closer relationship. Rachel could not find anything she disliked about Ryan, but the big sister in her just couldn't allow anyone to ever be good enough for her brother. So, she saw it as being protective of her brother, but Rachel refused to be anything more than formal with Ryan. It really annoyed her because Ryan never seemed discouraged and she was never disrespectful to Rachel, no matter how many "tests" Rachel put her through. Truth be told, within herself, Rachel actually liked Ryan.
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