Jilted (closed)

[KiwiD82]

Logan nodded as Blythe spoke of her desire to visit Florence some day. It felt good to hear her speak of the future. It meant she was seeing hope amidst a maelstrom of anguish.

"Florence is very beautiful," he replied.

His tone was conversational in nature, contrasting with the fact that he and Blythe were holding hands.

"It has a reputation for fine gold, and they also play something called Florentine football, but it isn't pretty," he continued. "It's very violent."

Logan felt good as the pair turned down another walkway. Blythe was good company, her hnd felt warm and gentle in his, and walking and talking with her just felt so natural. So much so, in fact, that he didn't really know where they were, nor did he care. He was sure a shop selling gelato would make itself known sooner or later.

 

[heartofcourage]

Blythe was very aware that Logan hadn't let go of her hand yet. She should have pulled away and not been so eager, but she craved contact from someone that enjoyed being with her. He was very different from her asshole ex. She knew that Logan would never leave a girl at the alter when the moment came to be wed to someone.

"I want to see beautiful art and architecture. Things that I've read about and never seen before." She murmured as she glanced towards him, the alleys never seeming to end as they walked at a leisurely pace in the hot Italian sun.

 

[KiwiD82]

Logan was likewise conscious of Blythe's hand in his own but because he was also aware of her recent heartbreak, he was in no mood to be the one to initiate letting go. He decided to let the situation remain as it was until she chose to pull her hand away.

It was a tiny gesture, and his thinking was not that Blythe was incapable of standing on her own two feet, but he hated the idea of stepping away against her will.

"Oh, there's plenty of that," he nodded when Blythe mentioned art and culture. "Not to mention glass blowing, gondola rides and masquerade parties."

He smiled warmly, thinking of all the experiences Blythe might be able to share with him during her Italian experience.

As he looked up he noticed a store that offered what they had been looking for.

"And gelato, of course!" he chuckled as he led her in.

 

[heartofcourage]

"It's a pity I'm only here for a few days." Blythe said with a smile as he mentioned all of the things that she could see and do there. "Real life beckons and I have to face what happened sometime."

She chuckled as he motioned to the gelato shop and she leveled a look at Logan. "Have you ever eaten here before or is this the first shop that you've happened to see that sold gelato?"

 

[KiwiD82]

Logan feigned offense, a grin breaking through his expression of mock hurt.

"Are you implying that I've lost complete track of where we are?" he laughed.

Logan had always thought one of the greaest things any visitor to Venice could do was to get lost among its canals, cobbled streets, and crooked alleyways, but that was usually something best done on purpose.

"Now," he added, his tone one of fake remonstration his grin evident as he pointed towards the various flavours on offer. "Do you want gelato or not?"

 

[heartofcourage]

Blythe glanced down at the flavors that were before her as Logan feigned hurt and then grinned at her. She nodded, her dark eyes glancing over everything in the little store. There were all sorts of things for sale, from gelato to soft drinks to sweets. She could get lost in a store like this, she thought to herself as she pointed towards the chocolate that seemed to be calling her name.

"Anything chocolate is alright by me." She murmured, pulling out her purse to find her stash of cash.

In a moment of clarity before the trip, she had exchanged a small amount of money at her bank for euros. She knew she would get a better rate when she actually got there, but it made her feel better to have a small supply of currency.