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“Wow, Keith, this strand is stunning. I can see why your dad chose here to buy a timeshare.” “You like it?” Keith looked back at her, grinning uncontrollably. “How could I NOT like it? It’s the prettiest strand I’ve ever seen in Cali.” “Yeah, I Liebe it a whole lot. The waves are perfect for us surfers, too.” He gazed out at the horizon, taking in the view and sound of it all. Chloe was looking around for the strand house, but couldn’t find it. “Um, Keith? Where exactly is the strand house?” Keith looked at her with a mischievous gaze in his eye. “That’s one of the big surprises.” “Right.” Chloe laughed and gave him a little shove. “So, is it invisible oder something.” “Aw, fine.” He gave up his attempt to hide his reason of untying the small rowboat. “See that small island out there?” He pointed to a small island covered with thick foliage. “Yeah…is that where…?” “Mmhmmm, surprise!” They laughed in unison and loaded up their stuff into the boat. While rowing across the crystal blue water, they pointed out fisch and talked about Celtic Thunder and Ireland. The Mehr Chloe heard about Celtic Thunder, the Mehr she fell in Liebe with them. And the Mehr she heard about Ireland, the Mehr she wanted to live there. She’d been saving up her money to chase that dream for years, and she wasn’t about to give up on it either. Finally, they reached their destination, and Keith jumped out to push the boot to shore. Chloe helped Keith get the bags, but Keith wouldn’t let her take anything but very lightweight bags. She was secretly touched Von his gentlemanly gesture, truly believing once before that chivalry was actually dead. But that rule apparently didn’t apply to Keith; in fact, he seemed to defy almost every aspect of the average male nowadays. It scared and enticed her spirit all at once, but she still refused to give her herz away and let fly freely. Keith unlocked the door to the whitewashed, yet rustically beautifully, strand house. “How old is this house, Keith? It’s beautiful.” “It’s about 100 years old, Chlo. It’s old, but that’s what gives it charm.” “So true,” she and Keith stepped into the century old home, and she admired its outstanding beauty. It was decorated to perfectly match a Home Du would find in the 18th century, and that was Chloe’s Favorit style, because it was captivating and, in a few ways, romantic. Keith led her to one of the rooms, and he set her suitcase on the floor Weiter to her bed. “Growing fond of it already, Chlo? Wow, I’m impressed.” He whistled childishly, but his laidback nature is one of the things that drew him to Chloe. She couldn’t help but smile and laugh with him. “So, whatchya want to do now, Keith?” “You have to ask?!” Keith pretended to feel offended, putting his hand to his chest with wide eyes. “Let me guess…surfing?” “Now you’re on the right track! Are Du up for it, Chloe Moore? oder are Du afraid of me being so much better at surfing?” “Better?! HA! No way, mister! If Du want a showdown, you’re gonna get a showdown!” “Well then, bring it sweetheart!” “I will, count on that Keith. You’re going to be a sore loser when I’m done with you.” She playfully kicked him out of her room and changed into her wetsuit. She and Keith ran outside, bursting with laughter, as they grabbed their boards and raced to the shore. It was pristine weather for surfing and the waves were Mehr than perfect. Chloe and Keith made an adorable couple, and even cuter while surfing with each other. Unfortunately for Keith, though he should’ve seen it coming, he Lost every challenge he made with Chloe. He was mind blown and Chloe’s talents. They laid out under the night sky on the strand after surfing for hours, and Keith was still in shock. “Keith, really,” Chloe sagte with a laugh in her musical soprano voice, “you’re an amazing surfer. I’m not worth being admired that much.” “WHAT?!! Du beat me a million times, and Du say you’re not worthy of admiration? Are Du feeling alright, Chlo, oder did those waves knock Du around too much?” “I’m fine, thanks,” she sagte with a smile, “so, do Du have any brothers oder sisters? I’ve never asked Du too much about your family life.” “Yep, I have one sister, and she’s 17. She has an incredibly lovely voice, and is also hoping to become a Celtic singe as well. She inspires me a lot, the way she pursues things that seem so out of her reach. Her passion and feuer inside of her blows me away at times.” “I’d absolutely Liebe to meet her sometime.” “Great! She’d adore you. You’re her kind of gal to hang around with.” They smiled at each other, and Keith slowly placed her hand in his and intertwined their fingers. “So, since Du want to meet my sister, does that mean you’re promising to come with me to Ireland?” “Well, maybe…” “Nice! I got a maybe!” They smiled at each other, and Keith slowly placed his hand in hers and intertwined their fingers. Chloe looked at that gesture as one of friendship because she didn’t think it possible for Keith to ever fall in love, oder even think of falling in love, with a girl as simple and imperfect as her. “What about you? Do Du have any siblings, Chlo?” “Yes, I do. My little sister is 11, ten years younger than I am. She grew up looking at me as Mehr of a Sekunde mother rather than a sister, and I Liebe that. She and I couldn’t be Mehr closely knit, and she’s the exact replica of me. I write to her every Monat and call her every week.” “That’s wonderful, Chlo. She must be such an angel, knowing you.” Chloe blushed, and Keith squeezed her hand tightly. “Hey, are Du hungry? I totally forgot we both haven’t eaten for hours.” Chloe remarked, realizing it was now way past sunset. “Actually, I am a bit peckish. Let’s get inside before Du get sick.” Chloe cocked her head to the side, looking at Keith in pure confusion. “You know, Du worry about me too much.” “No, I worry about Du enough. If I worried about Du too much, I’d be stalking you.” “Hmmm, good point.” They walked into the strand house, laughing together as usual. The weekend flew by, and the couple enjoyed themselves to the fullest. Keith’s Favorit part of the weekend was begging Chloe to sing for him. “Please, oh please, oh please, oh please Chlo!!! Du can’t be bad at it! And I promise, kreuz my heart, I won’t laugh.” He pouted and clasped his hands together. Ugh, why couldn’t she ever say no to him! So she sang Caledonia in her sweet and rich soprano voice, which made Keith fall in Liebe with her singing. “That. Was. TOO GOOD FOR WORDS!!!” He continually praised her till the end of the night. “That was one of the best weekends I’ve ever had, Chlo. Du really made it something very special for me.” “Awww, Keith, I’m happy that you’re happy. I couldn’t have been Mehr joyful, either. Despite the Kürzlich issues I’ve been in.” “OH! Drat, that’s right, I need to tell Du my 2nd surprise.” There he was with the mischievous smirk again, but the funny thing was that it made him look painstakingly beautiful to Chloe. Her herz sped up, but she breathed in deeply to calm herself and remind her that he was an Angel – Jäger der Finsternis compared to her. “Ready, Chlo? Brace yourself, Ms. Moore.” He sat down with her Weiter to their loaded rowboat, taking her two hands into his and looking her deeply in the eyes. “I…think so?” Keith threw back his head and bellowed with laughter once more. “Keith! Snap back into reality, silly!” Chloe gave him a look of concern, wondering if he’d Lost it yet. Maybe this really was good news. She felt her face suddenly light up with curiosity as she leaned in closer to Keith. “Okay, so, like I said, I talked to Sharon, and she’s just as, if not more, beyond impressed with you. See, since we’re beginning an entirely new Celtic Thunder show, we need Mehr dancers and even a female singer for two oder three songs. Du match every little detail Sharon’s been looking for in a female dancer and singer, and you’re better than most, because Du can both sing and dance! So, I told her how your contract Abgelaufen in a month’s time, and she asked me that, since Du are so willing to Bewegen outta here, if you’re willing to take it, go with me back to Ireland and take up the job of an official Celtic Thunder dancer and singer. Of course, it’s still entirely up to Du and I’m not trying to force Du into this, but honestly, I’d Liebe it if Du came to Ireland.” Chloe didn’t know what to think at that moment. Someone she never even met wanted her to be a part of the famous Celtic Thunder?! “Keith, are Du being serious, oder just picking at my emotions?” Keith stared at Chloe in abhorrence. “Why would I ever want to play with your emotions, Chlo? I’d never dream of it, sweetheart. I’m being completely serious.” She was still speechless, but not because she was going to say no, but because she never thought that she’d ever be offered such an Unglaublich job. “Keith, of course I’ll accept Sharon’s request!!! I couldn’t in my life dream of turning such an offer down!!! I’ve been waiting my whole life to be in something this big!!!” She tackled Keith with a big bär hug, and they laid on the sand laughing. “REALLY, Chlo?!! Du MEAN IT?!” Keith gasped for air, apparently losing it from her shocking and immediate response. “And, one Mehr thing, Chlo.” Chloe looked at Keith intently. “If you…you know,” Keith was somewhat hesitating, “can’t find a place….to stay, then, I’ll be Mehr than happy to take Du in. I have a three-bedroom Home in Donegal, and Du know I always Liebe having Du around.” “Keith, how adorably sweet of you! Thank Du for your offer,” she gave him a shy little KISS on the cheek, “and I may just take it up, because I can have my bags pack in an hour, but I can’t get a Home as quickly.” “Well, don’t worry your pretty little head about that one bit, darling. I’ll be Mehr than happy to help Du find a place of your own. I’m so ecstatic that Du sagte yes! I was so afraid of Du objecting.” “Never.” Keith returned her KISS Von Küssen her on the forehead. “Well Chlo, we should be heading back now. C’mon, slow poke!” They hoped into the boat, with Keith rowing them to the nearby main shoreline. They stopped in a local speiselokal, diner for dinner, then headed back to Chloe’s Irish apartment. When they unpacked, Chloe made tee while Keith set up a warm fire. “When do we head to Ireland, Keith? I’m so excited, but I also need to get everything in order, packed, and set up. Keith put his arm around Chloe and gave her a squeeze around the shoulders, “We leave in two weeks, dear. I bought plane tickets for a ten-o-clock Friday morning flight as soon as I received Sharon’s response.” “Great! I’ll be done with packing up my clothes and things Von this week. And, well, I already promised all this furniture to a friend of mine, so that’s taken care of.” Keith was yet again astonished at Chloe. “Whoa Chlo, you’re a really diligent lass. That’s quite cute, actually. I Liebe your enthusiasm about all of this.” Chloe giggled, “Why, thank you, kind sir.” Keith glanced up at the clock. “I think it’s about time Du get to bed, darling.” Chloe pouted, refusing to get up. “Why?” Keith laughed, “Because I sagte so, that’s why.” “No.” “Yes.” “NOOOO.” Keith threw his hands in the air. “Fine.” He took their cups into the kitchen, walked into the living room, put out the fire, and stood over Chloe, trying to look ferocious. But, Chloe just giggled, until she saw his mischievous grin again, then she stopped her laughter promptly and just stared at Keith with wide eyes. “I know how to deal with stubbornness, Chlo.” He winked at her and a Sekunde later, she was swooped off the floor and in his arms. He carried her to the doorway of her bedroom and gently set her down on her feet again. Chloe was blushing deep red, though she actually did like him carrying her. Keith kept smiling down at her sweetly, “You okay, Chlo? Du look a bit stunned, to say the least.” Chloe gave a nervous laugh, “When Du say Du know how to deal with stubbornness, Du weren’t kidding.” They laughed and hugged, sagte goodnights, and both of them slept soundly, secretly dreaming of each other.
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“Wow, Keith, this strand is stunning. I can see why your dad chose here to buy a timeshare.” “You like it?” Keith looked back at her, grinning uncontrollably. “How could I NOT like it? It’s the prettiest strand I’ve ever seen in Cali.” “Yeah, I Liebe it a whole lot. The waves are perfect for us surfers, too.” He gazed out at the horizon, taking in the view and sound of it all. Chloe was looking around for the strand house, but couldn’t find it. “Um, Keith? Where exactly is the strand house?” Keith looked at her with a mischievous gaze in his eye. “That’s one of the big surprises.” “Right.” Chloe laughed and gave him a little shove. “So, is it invisible oder something.” “Aw, fine.” He gave up his attempt to hide his reason of untying the small rowboat. “See that small island out there?” He pointed to a small island covered with thick foliage. “Yeah…is that where…?” “Mmhmmm, surprise!” They laughed in unison and loaded up their stuff into the boat. While rowing across the crystal blue water, they pointed out fisch and talked about Celtic Thunder and Ireland. The Mehr Chloe heard about Celtic Thunder, the Mehr she fell in Liebe with them. And the Mehr she heard about Ireland, the Mehr she wanted to live there. She’d been saving up her money to chase that dream for years, and she wasn’t about to give up on it either. Finally, they reached their destination, and Keith jumped out to push the boot to shore. Chloe helped Keith get the bags, but Keith wouldn’t let her take anything but very lightweight bags. She was secretly touched Von his gentlemanly gesture, truly believing once before that chivalry was actually dead. But that rule apparently didn’t apply to Keith; in fact, he seemed to defy almost every aspect of the average male nowadays. It scared and enticed her spirit all at once, but she still refused to give her herz away and let fly freely. Keith unlocked the door to the whitewashed, yet rustically beautifully, strand house. “How old is this house, Keith? It’s beautiful.” “It’s about 100 years old, Chlo. It’s old, but that’s what gives it charm.” “So true,” she and Keith stepped into the century old home, and she admired its outstanding beauty. It was decorated to perfectly match a Home Du would find in the 18th century, and that was Chloe’s Favorit style, because it was captivating and, in a few ways, romantic. Keith led her to one of the rooms, and he set her suitcase on the floor Weiter to her bed. “Growing fond of it already, Chlo? Wow, I’m impressed.” He whistled childishly, but his laidback nature is one of the things that drew him to Chloe. She couldn’t help but smile and laugh with him. “So, whatchya want to do now, Keith?” “You have to ask?!” Keith pretended to feel offended, putting his hand to his chest with wide eyes. “Let me guess…surfing?” “Now you’re on the right track! Are Du up for it, Chloe Moore? oder are Du afraid of me being so much better at surfing?” “Better?! HA! No way, mister! If Du want a showdown, you’re gonna get a showdown!” “Well then, bring it sweetheart!” “I will, count on that Keith. You’re going to be a sore loser when I’m done with you.” She playfully kicked him out of her room and changed into her wetsuit. She and Keith ran outside, bursting with laughter, as they grabbed their boards and raced to the shore. It was pristine weather for surfing and the waves were Mehr than perfect. Chloe and Keith made an adorable couple, and even cuter while surfing with each other. Unfortunately for Keith, though he should’ve seen it coming, he Lost every challenge he made with Chloe. He was mind blown and Chloe’s talents. They laid out under the night sky on the strand after surfing for hours, and Keith was still in shock. “Keith, really,” Chloe sagte with a laugh in her musical soprano voice, “you’re an amazing surfer. I’m not worth being admired that much.” “WHAT?!! Du beat me a million times, and Du say you’re not worthy of admiration? Are Du feeling alright, Chlo, oder did those waves knock Du around too much?” “I’m fine, thanks,” she sagte with a smile, “so, do Du have any brothers oder sisters? I’ve never asked Du too much about your family life.” “Yep, I have one sister, and she’s 17. She has an incredibly lovely voice, and is also hoping to become a Celtic singe as well. She inspires me a lot, the way she pursues things that seem so out of her reach. Her passion and feuer inside of her blows me away at times.” “I’d absolutely Liebe to meet her sometime.” “Great! She’d adore you. You’re her kind of gal to hang around with.” They smiled at each other, and Keith slowly placed her hand in his and intertwined their fingers. “So, since Du want to meet my sister, does that mean you’re promising to come with me to Ireland?” “Well, maybe…” “Nice! I got a maybe!” They smiled at each other, and Keith slowly placed his hand in hers and intertwined their fingers. Chloe looked at that gesture as one of friendship because she didn’t think it possible for Keith to ever fall in love, oder even think of falling in love, with a girl as simple and imperfect as her. “What about you? Do Du have any siblings, Chlo?” “Yes, I do. My little sister is 11, ten years younger than I am. She grew up looking at me as Mehr of a Sekunde mother rather than a sister, and I Liebe that. She and I couldn’t be Mehr closely knit, and she’s the exact replica of me. I write to her every Monat and call her every week.” “That’s wonderful, Chlo. She must be such an angel, knowing you.” Chloe blushed, and Keith squeezed her hand tightly. “Hey, are Du hungry? I totally forgot we both haven’t eaten for hours.” Chloe remarked, realizing it was now way past sunset. “Actually, I am a bit peckish. Let’s get inside before Du get sick.” Chloe cocked her head to the side, looking at Keith in pure confusion. “You know, Du worry about me too much.” “No, I worry about Du enough. If I worried about Du too much, I’d be stalking you.” “Hmmm, good point.” They walked into the strand house, laughing together as usual. The weekend flew by, and the couple enjoyed themselves to the fullest. Keith’s Favorit part of the weekend was begging Chloe to sing for him. “Please, oh please, oh please, oh please Chlo!!! Du can’t be bad at it! And I promise, kreuz my heart, I won’t laugh.” He pouted and clasped his hands together. Ugh, why couldn’t she ever say no to him! So she sang Caledonia in her sweet and rich soprano voice, which made Keith fall in Liebe with her singing. “That. Was. TOO GOOD FOR WORDS!!!” He continually praised her till the end of the night. “That was one of the best weekends I’ve ever had, Chlo. Du really made it something very special for me.” “Awww, Keith, I’m happy that you’re happy. I couldn’t have been Mehr joyful, either. Despite the Kürzlich issues I’ve been in.” “OH! Drat, that’s right, I need to tell Du my 2nd surprise.” There he was with the mischievous smirk again, but the funny thing was that it made him look painstakingly beautiful to Chloe. Her herz sped up, but she breathed in deeply to calm herself and remind her that he was an Angel – Jäger der Finsternis compared to her. “Ready, Chlo? Brace yourself, Ms. Moore.” He sat down with her Weiter to their loaded rowboat, taking her two hands into his and looking her deeply in the eyes. “I…think so?” Keith threw back his head and bellowed with laughter once more. “Keith! Snap back into reality, silly!” Chloe gave him a look of concern, wondering if he’d Lost it yet. Maybe this really was good news. She felt her face suddenly light up with curiosity as she leaned in closer to Keith. “Okay, so, like I said, I talked to Sharon, and she’s just as, if not more, beyond impressed with you. See, since we’re beginning an entirely new Celtic Thunder show, we need Mehr dancers and even a female singer for two oder three songs. Du match every little detail Sharon’s been looking for in a female dancer and singer, and you’re better than most, because Du can both sing and dance! So, I told her how your contract Abgelaufen in a month’s time, and she asked me that, since Du are so willing to Bewegen outta here, if you’re willing to take it, go with me back to Ireland and take up the job of an official Celtic Thunder dancer and singer. Of course, it’s still entirely up to Du and I’m not trying to force Du into this, but honestly, I’d Liebe it if Du came to Ireland.” Chloe didn’t know what to think at that moment. Someone she never even met wanted her to be a part of the famous Celtic Thunder?! “Keith, are Du being serious, oder just picking at my emotions?” Keith stared at Chloe in abhorrence. “Why would I ever want to play with your emotions, Chlo? I’d never dream of it, sweetheart. I’m being completely serious.” She was still speechless, but not because she was going to say no, but because she never thought that she’d ever be offered such an Unglaublich job. “Keith, of course I’ll accept Sharon’s request!!! I couldn’t in my life dream of turning such an offer down!!! I’ve been waiting my whole life to be in something this big!!!” She tackled Keith with a big bär hug, and they laid on the sand laughing. “REALLY, Chlo?!! Du MEAN IT?!” Keith gasped for air, apparently losing it from her shocking and immediate response. “And, one Mehr thing, Chlo.” Chloe looked at Keith intently. “If you…you know,” Keith was somewhat hesitating, “can’t find a place….to stay, then, I’ll be Mehr than happy to take Du in. I have a three-bedroom Home in Donegal, and Du know I always Liebe having Du around.” “Keith, how adorably sweet of you! Thank Du for your offer,” she gave him a shy little KISS on the cheek, “and I may just take it up, because I can have my bags pack in an hour, but I can’t get a Home as quickly.” “Well, don’t worry your pretty little head about that one bit, darling. I’ll be Mehr than happy to help Du find a place of your own. I’m so ecstatic that Du sagte yes! I was so afraid of Du objecting.” “Never.” Keith returned her KISS Von Küssen her on the forehead. “Well Chlo, we should be heading back now. C’mon, slow poke!” They hoped into the boat, with Keith rowing them to the nearby main shoreline. They stopped in a local speiselokal, diner for dinner, then headed back to Chloe’s Irish apartment. When they unpacked, Chloe made tee while Keith set up a warm fire. “When do we head to Ireland, Keith? I’m so excited, but I also need to get everything in order, packed, and set up. Keith put his arm around Chloe and gave her a squeeze around the shoulders, “We leave in two weeks, dear. I bought plane tickets for a ten-o-clock Friday morning flight as soon as I received Sharon’s response.” “Great! I’ll be done with packing up my clothes and things Von this week. And, well, I already promised all this furniture to a friend of mine, so that’s taken care of.” Keith was yet again astonished at Chloe. “Whoa Chlo, you’re a really diligent lass. That’s quite cute, actually. I Liebe your enthusiasm about all of this.” Chloe giggled, “Why, thank you, kind sir.” Keith glanced up at the clock. “I think it’s about time Du get to bed, darling.” Chloe pouted, refusing to get up. “Why?” Keith laughed, “Because I sagte so, that’s why.” “No.” “Yes.” “NOOOO.” Keith threw his hands in the air. “Fine.” He took their cups into the kitchen, walked into the living room, put out the fire, and stood over Chloe, trying to look ferocious. But, Chloe just giggled, until she saw his mischievous grin again, then she stopped her laughter promptly and just stared at Keith with wide eyes. “I know how to deal with stubbornness, Chlo.” He winked at her and a Sekunde later, she was swooped off the floor and in his arms. He carried her to the doorway of her bedroom and gently set her down on her feet again. Chloe was blushing deep red, though she actually did like him carrying her. Keith kept smiling down at her sweetly, “You okay, Chlo? Du look a bit stunned, to say the least.” Chloe gave a nervous laugh, “When Du say Du know how to deal with stubbornness, Du weren’t kidding.” They laughed and hugged, sagte goodnights, and both of them slept soundly, secretly dreaming of each other.
