"I am not running off to another meeting. You just don't look old enough to have grandchildren Rachelle." Robert said it awkwardly.
"I'm sorry I jumped you like that. I am a grandmother, I am very much a family oriented person. I don't give into impulsive behavior. Today is impulsive for me. I don't go off running like I did with you. I am very cautious. Well, until today when you walked into Vaughn's." Rachelle said with her hands on her hips. Tears were welling up in her eyes.
Robert wanted to pull her into him but right now he knew she was like a porcupine. She was a little defiant but he thought she looked beautiful. She must have been hurt she seemed so ready to run like a deer caught in head lights.
"Rachelle I am sorry. I didn't mean anything bad by it. You make a beautiful grandmother. You are so rare to find. Hey, look I'm a grandfather myself." Robert smiled broadly.
Rachelle looked into his eyes and in her mind she thought Robert was special. She looked at him closely, how did she get into this? She was always so careful, she had to be. When just then a thunder burst of torrential rain came pelting down on them. Robert took off his jacket placing it over her head and they both made a run for the nearest shelter. They found one hidden by some trees. Picnic table and a roof and a view of the skies as they opened their clouds for quite a beautiful panoramic vision.
Once under the protection they tried to dry off but realized they were going to stay wet. Rachelle felt vulnerable she had on a dress that clung to her curves, she might as well be naked. She felt it, Robert looked at her uncomfortable and wrapped his jacket around her. They both sat on the table looking towards the sky line.
Robert was sitting here with a complete stranger, beauty and amazingly witty. He saw her curves before he wrapped her in his thousand dollar suit jacket. He was amazed at this. He was going into a man's shop to be fitted for a wardrobe for a trip. He came out with a creature that had already changed his life. Rachelle was looking at the sky line he looked at her profile and felt himself moan with desire. He wasn't sure what to think about this fortunate chance meeting. Her face was so beautifully relaxed.
"Robert don't you love storms?" Rachelle said with awe in her voice.
"Yes, Rachelle I do like sitting outdoors and letting the storm surround my senses." Robert answered.