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“Wow, Keith, this playa 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 playa I’ve ever seen in Cali.” “Yeah, I amor 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 playa house, but couldn’t find it. “Um, Keith? Where exactly is the playa 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 o 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 pescado and talked about Celtic Thunder and Ireland. The más Chloe heard about Celtic Thunder, the más she fell in amor with them. And the más she heard about Ireland, the más 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 barco to shore. Chloe helped Keith get the bags, but Keith wouldn’t let her take anything but very lightweight bags. She was secretly touched por 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 corazón away and let fly freely. Keith unlocked the door to the whitewashed, yet rustically beautifully, playa 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 inicial tu would find in the 18th century, and that was Chloe’s favorito! 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 siguiente 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 tu up for it, Chloe Moore? o are tu afraid of me being so much better at surfing?” “Better?! HA! No way, mister! If tu 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 más 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 playa after surfing for hours, and Keith was still in shock. “Keith, really,” Chloe dicho with a laugh in her musical soprano voice, “you’re an amazing surfer. I’m not worth being admired that much.” “WHAT?!! tu beat me a million times, and tu say you’re not worthy of admiration? Are tu feeling alright, Chlo, o did those waves knock tu around too much?” “I’m fine, thanks,” she dicho with a smile, “so, do tu have any brothers o sisters? I’ve never asked tu 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 fuego inside of her blows me away at times.” “I’d absolutely amor 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 tu 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, o even think of falling in love, with a girl as simple and imperfect as her. “What about you? Do tu 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 más of a segundo mother rather than a sister, and I amor that. She and I couldn’t be más closely knit, and she’s the exact replica of me. I write to her every mes 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 tu 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 tu get sick.” Chloe cocked her head to the side, looking at Keith in pure confusion. “You know, tu worry about me too much.” “No, I worry about tu enough. If I worried about tu too much, I’d be stalking you.” “Hmmm, good point.” They walked into the playa house, laughing together as usual. The weekend flew by, and the couple enjoyed themselves to the fullest. Keith’s favorito! part of the weekend was begging Chloe to sing for him. “Please, oh please, oh please, oh please Chlo!!! tu can’t be bad at it! And I promise, cruzar, cruz 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 amor 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. tu really made it something very special for me.” “Awww, Keith, I’m happy that you’re happy. I couldn’t have been más joyful, either. Despite the reciente issues I’ve been in.” “OH! Drat, that’s right, I need to tell tu 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 corazón sped up, but she breathed in deeply to calm herself and remind her that he was an ángel compared to her. “Ready, Chlo? Brace yourself, Ms. Moore.” He sat down with her siguiente 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 más dancers and even a female singer for two o three songs. tu match every little detail Sharon’s been looking for in a female dancer and singer, and you’re better than most, because tu can both sing and dance! So, I told her how your contract expiró in a month’s time, and she asked me that, since tu are so willing to mover 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 tu and I’m not trying to force tu into this, but honestly, I’d amor it if tu 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 tu being serious, o 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 increíble 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 oso, oso de hug, and they laid on the sand laughing. “REALLY, Chlo?!! tu MEAN IT?!” Keith gasped for air, apparently losing it from her shocking and immediate response. “And, one más 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 más than happy to take tu in. I have a three-bedroom inicial in Donegal, and tu know I always amor having tu around.” “Keith, how adorably sweet of you! Thank tu 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 inicial as quickly.” “Well, don’t worry your pretty little head about that one bit, darling. I’ll be más than happy to help tu find a place of your own. I’m so ecstatic that tu dicho yes! I was so afraid of tu objecting.” “Never.” Keith returned her kiss por besar 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 cena, comedor for dinner, then headed back to Chloe’s Irish apartment. When they unpacked, Chloe made té 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 por 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 amor 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 tu get to bed, darling.” Chloe pouted, refusing to get up. “Why?” Keith laughed, “Because I dicho 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 segundo 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? tu look a bit stunned, to say the least.” Chloe gave a nervous laugh, “When tu say tu know how to deal with stubbornness, tu weren’t kidding.” They laughed and hugged, dicho goodnights, and both of them slept soundly, secretly dreaming of each other.
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“Wow, Keith, this playa 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 playa I’ve ever seen in Cali.” “Yeah, I amor 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 playa house, but couldn’t find it. “Um, Keith? Where exactly is the playa 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 o 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 pescado and talked about Celtic Thunder and Ireland. The más Chloe heard about Celtic Thunder, the más she fell in amor with them. And the más she heard about Ireland, the más 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 barco to shore. Chloe helped Keith get the bags, but Keith wouldn’t let her take anything but very lightweight bags. She was secretly touched por 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 corazón away and let fly freely. Keith unlocked the door to the whitewashed, yet rustically beautifully, playa 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 inicial tu would find in the 18th century, and that was Chloe’s favorito! 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 siguiente 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 tu up for it, Chloe Moore? o are tu afraid of me being so much better at surfing?” “Better?! HA! No way, mister! If tu 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 más 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 playa after surfing for hours, and Keith was still in shock. “Keith, really,” Chloe dicho with a laugh in her musical soprano voice, “you’re an amazing surfer. I’m not worth being admired that much.” “WHAT?!! tu beat me a million times, and tu say you’re not worthy of admiration? Are tu feeling alright, Chlo, o did those waves knock tu around too much?” “I’m fine, thanks,” she dicho with a smile, “so, do tu have any brothers o sisters? I’ve never asked tu 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 fuego inside of her blows me away at times.” “I’d absolutely amor 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 tu 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, o even think of falling in love, with a girl as simple and imperfect as her. “What about you? Do tu 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 más of a segundo mother rather than a sister, and I amor that. She and I couldn’t be más closely knit, and she’s the exact replica of me. I write to her every mes 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 tu 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 tu get sick.” Chloe cocked her head to the side, looking at Keith in pure confusion. “You know, tu worry about me too much.” “No, I worry about tu enough. If I worried about tu too much, I’d be stalking you.” “Hmmm, good point.” They walked into the playa house, laughing together as usual. The weekend flew by, and the couple enjoyed themselves to the fullest. Keith’s favorito! part of the weekend was begging Chloe to sing for him. “Please, oh please, oh please, oh please Chlo!!! tu can’t be bad at it! And I promise, cruzar, cruz 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 amor 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. tu really made it something very special for me.” “Awww, Keith, I’m happy that you’re happy. I couldn’t have been más joyful, either. Despite the reciente issues I’ve been in.” “OH! Drat, that’s right, I need to tell tu 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 corazón sped up, but she breathed in deeply to calm herself and remind her that he was an ángel compared to her. “Ready, Chlo? Brace yourself, Ms. Moore.” He sat down with her siguiente 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 más dancers and even a female singer for two o three songs. tu match every little detail Sharon’s been looking for in a female dancer and singer, and you’re better than most, because tu can both sing and dance! So, I told her how your contract expiró in a month’s time, and she asked me that, since tu are so willing to mover 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 tu and I’m not trying to force tu into this, but honestly, I’d amor it if tu 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 tu being serious, o 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 increíble 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 oso, oso de hug, and they laid on the sand laughing. “REALLY, Chlo?!! tu MEAN IT?!” Keith gasped for air, apparently losing it from her shocking and immediate response. “And, one más 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 más than happy to take tu in. I have a three-bedroom inicial in Donegal, and tu know I always amor having tu around.” “Keith, how adorably sweet of you! Thank tu 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 inicial as quickly.” “Well, don’t worry your pretty little head about that one bit, darling. I’ll be más than happy to help tu find a place of your own. I’m so ecstatic that tu dicho yes! I was so afraid of tu objecting.” “Never.” Keith returned her kiss por besar 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 cena, comedor for dinner, then headed back to Chloe’s Irish apartment. When they unpacked, Chloe made té 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 por 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 amor 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 tu get to bed, darling.” Chloe pouted, refusing to get up. “Why?” Keith laughed, “Because I dicho 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 segundo 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? tu look a bit stunned, to say the least.” Chloe gave a nervous laugh, “When tu say tu know how to deal with stubbornness, tu weren’t kidding.” They laughed and hugged, dicho goodnights, and both of them slept soundly, secretly dreaming of each other.
