AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I knew you’d get out here.”
16
AMELIA
Jack and I walk along the beach, the sand cool and soft under our feet and the full moon casting a silvery glow over everything,
I feel a sense of peace and tranquility wash over me. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore and the salty sea air filling my nostrils soothes me.
I feel myself start to relax after the fun—though hectic—night we've had.
It’s truly been a night to remember forever.
We're both still in our dancing clothes, me in my skirt and crop top with a red bikini underneath, and Jack in just his board shorts, shirt off now, draped over his shoulder. I sneak glances at his toned, muscular physique as we walk. His washboard abs and medium brown hair look great in the moonlight, and I feel a flutter of attraction for him.
We had danced until four in the morning, and even though we should be exhausted, we're both wide awake and energized, still buzzing from the night's events. As we walk, we fall into easy conversation, reminiscing about the night and laughing.
I laugh and shake my head. "You’re still kind of a douche though, you have to admit.”
He grins at me. "Ah, my dance moves more than make up for it."
I smile at that. "You're not so bad on the dance floor. I was surprised.”
As we walk, I wonder what the future holds for us. We've only known each other for a week, after all, and yet it feels like we've been through so much together already.
Well technically we’ve known each other longer than a week if you count when Jack fired me.
Now here we are, walking along the beach in the moonlight, holding hands and talking about our future.
And then, out of nowhere, Jack mentions something that catches me off guard. "You know, I've been thinking lately. I like you, Amelia. Like I really like you. And I’m excited to continue getting to know you.”
I'm speechless for a moment, overwhelmed by the suddenness of his declaration. But as I think about it, I realize that I feel the same way. I can see a future with Jack, and the thought of building a life with him and starting a family together feels right.
“Okay. I like you, too,” I admit. “I have to ask you something, though. Who was that heart shaped locket for?”
He swallows, and I feel his hand start to sweat.
“You really want to know?”
“Yes. I saw it by your bed one night, mixed in with your things. And I thought, for as much of a douche as you are, why do you carry that around?”
He chuckles lightly, then stops walking and turns to me.
“Right out of college, I fell in love with someone. We went to Hawaii together to be surfing bums.”
“Oh. What was her name?
“Fay.”
“What happened to her?”
“Well, after two amazing years together, we moved back to the mainland of the United States to start our life in Chicago.”
“And then?” I brace myself.
“Out of nowhere she dies in a car crash. Honestly, I was never the same after that.”
I give him a big hug, and squeeze. “Oh my God! Jack.”
