Okay, deep breaths, I say to myself. I start to have doubts.

What if this was a big mistake? What if I shouldn’t be here?

Before I realize what I’m doing, I turn around on my heel and start to walk away.

It’s not that it feels wrong to be here, I’m just not sure if I can handle saying goodbye to him again.

I step on a twig that snaps with a loud crunching sound.

“Olive? Olive?” He rushes over to me.

Wrapping his arms around me, I stand here for a few moments feeling his breath on the back of my neck.

I turn around slowly, wanting this moment to last as long as possible.

“You came,” he says in disbelief.

“You’re here,” I whisper.

I want him to kiss me. I want to kiss him myself but the moment passes and we both pull away.

“It’s so nice to see you.”

“You, too,” I say.

“Why were you…leaving?” he asks.

“Um.” I struggle to find the right way to say it. “I actually need to check on my cat.”

He tilts his head to the side. I point to the car and show him my little friend.

As soon as I open the door, Nicholas takes him into his arms and Solly starts to purr. He pets him lovingly over and over again.

“I found him outside of the motel last night. He was really cold and hungry.”

“Oh, no, I’m so sorry, little guy. Well, you’re here now and nothing bad is going to happen to you again.”

Our eyes meet when he says that.

I take a deep breath. I wish he would say the same thing about himself. When we look at each other for a little bit too long, I am the first to look away.

“C’mon, let me show you around,” he says.

I walk over to the RV and look out at the lake below. I can see the other side of the lake but not the expanse of it to the left or right of me.

“This place is huge,” Nicholas says. “I’ve explored some of it and I’ve only gone around a few bends. That was before I looked up the map and realized exactly how big it is.”

“It's beautiful,” I say, looking at the hawk circling overhead.

He turns my attention to his RV. It’s not one of those massive rigs popular with musicians who tour all over the country but it’s nice. When I step on the stairs, Nicholas extends his hand to help me inside and a surge of electricity rushes through me.

There’s a small kitchen to the left facing a dining room table. The driver’s seat is to the right and on the far left side there’s a pop-out with a queen-sized bed.