Page 22 of Give Me A Reason


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We stay still, hand in hand, and watch, as the sun appears to sink into the sea.

“Ready to go check out our room?” He holds a hand out for me and helps me stand.

“Yes, sorry. I suppose we were out here longer than you thought we would be.”

“Hey, we don’t have a schedule. I say we get in pajamas and order room service. I admit I’m hungry.”

“Sounds good to me,” I smile and we head back the way we came toward the resort when his words finally hit me. “Wait, did you say our room? As in… we’re sharing.”

He looks away sheepishly before looking back at me, “Uh, yeah. Since I made reservations so late it was either share a room or deal with our rooms being on different floors because they didn’t have any adjoining rooms available. I didn’t think you’d mind. You don’t right?”

“No,” I say quickly. “Not at all.” I scratch my nose even though it doesn’t itch. I’m not sure why. I guess I just need a distraction to try and hide my surprise. I can’t imagine Justine would be okay with this, but he’s an adult and he and I are just friends. Best friends. “No problem,” I add for good measure.

“We haven’t had a sleep over in a long time, huh?”

He’s smiling and it makes me smile too, “No, we haven’t,” I reply. “I can’t even remember the last time.”

“I can,” he says immediately surprising me.

“Really?”

“Yeah. You asked me to sleep over after you went with some friends to watch some horror movie at the theatre. I had told you not to go because you hate them, and you’re always scared for days afterward, but as usual you didn’t listen.”

“I remember that now! Wow, that was a long time ago! I woke up from having a bad dream and texted you and asked you to come over.”

“I snuck out of my house and climbed into your bedroom window and stayed with you until I snuck back out early the next morning.”

“You were the best.”

“Were? What the hell?” He sounds offended, but there’s a smile curving up his lips.

“Well hey, it’s been a while… things have been different.” Like the fact you have a girlfriend and I never see you because she hates me, I think to myself.

He’s quiet for a moment but then he laughs to himself, “I just hope you don’t steal the covers anymore like you used to.”

Our room is unlike anything I’ve ever seen – that seems to be the theme today. Clearly, I need to get out more. It has a huge king size bed – yeah one bed, not nerve-wracking at all - with fluffy white bedding that looks ridiculously soft and comfortable. There’s also a sitting area with plush couches, a large TV, and a huge bathroom with marble countertops, double sinks a huge tub and separate shower. The décor is all beach themed and the colors in the room are various shades of blue like the ocean and tan. I didn’t know they even made hotel rooms this large.

When I’m finally in my pajamas, full from the awesome dinner of sandwiches and fresh fruit that we ordered in I’m ready to watch a movie for a bit. As I lean back in bed, I sigh in ecstasy when I feel how soft the mattress and blankets are. My pillow feels like my head is resting on a cloud. When we first arrived to the room there were towels folded into swans on our bed and literally chocolate mints on our pillows. I squealed making Oliver crack up.

Sometime later when the movie is turned off and the sliding glass doors to our balcony are wide open, I feel drowsy listening to a combination of the waves outside our window and the sound of Oliver’s steady breathing beside me.

“Oliver?” I whisper although I’m not sure why.

“Yes?” He whispers back.

“Do you think there’s a beach in heaven?”

He’s quiet for a moment, even his breathing is silent and I wonder if he’s holding his breath. “It seems to me that the ocean is a piece of heaven, don’t you think? I mean, it has to be, given the way it makes us feel, right?” I don’t answer his question but I don’t think he’s expecting me to. “But I think that surely means the ocean there is even more grand, far more than simply a piece – it’s more. Much more.”

“Yes, more. I like that.”

His hand finds mine in the dark and the comfort he and the ocean offer lulls me to sleep.

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