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Authors: Ashley Wilcox
Tags: General Fiction
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“Well, yeah, and I don’t want to ruin this perfect date getting caught in a craptastic storm.”
“Fair enough,” Releasing my board strap from my ankle, I hop up on his.
“Make sure you snug in close once we jump up. These are some pretty strong waves today,” he whispers in my ear, sending a blast of heat throughout my body.
“You’re really pushing this date, aren’t you?” I glance over my shoulder with a grin.
“Hey, I’m just looking out for your safety,” he responds, holding up his hands.
“Uh huh.”
Noticing the wave building in front of us, Joey starts paddling in the opposite direction. Feeling the back of the board starting to lift, Joey counts, “Up on three. One…two…”
On three we both jump up, planting our feet on the board. The wave is massive and feels like it goes on forever. After only a couple of seconds, I feel Joey’s right arm wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him. A wave of warmth passes through my body. I smile to myself, loving how my body feels snug to his; warm and secure. Running my hand along the inside of the wave my body feels at peace; free of heartache, as I take in the beauty of the wave. Being with Joey makes me forget about all the pain in my life, the pain I created by breaking Trent’s heart.
Closing in on the end of the wave, we both jump off the board and dive into the water. As I surface, I am greeted by Joey’s rock hard abs and his smile sparkling at me. My heart instantly races, feeling an overwhelming feeling of…something. Speechless, I stand there and wait for him to speak. Apparently he is having the same technical difficulties because he is just standing there and smiling, speechless.
Not noticing the large wave, we both fall backwards as it crashes over us, pushing us under water. When we are finally able to stand we both laugh hysterically, knowing that we probably looked like idiots flapping under the water.
“I’m gonna go get your board,” Joey laughs, handing me his.
“Sounds like a good idea,” I respond, trying to control my laughter.
Sitting on the beach, I wait for him to return. Because of the strong tide this morning, my board washed in quite a ways down the beach. Watching him carrying it under his arm, running in my direction with an adorable smile on his face, my heart and body feels whole, full of warmth and happiness.
But feeling happy just brings my guilt scale higher. While Trent is mourning a broken heart, I’m filling mine with another guy. Although our breakup is fresh, it was a long time coming. It’s probably something that should have happened a long time ago, but I refused to see the truth–the truth that I was no longer in love with Trent. My days and nights were spent thinking, fantasizing, and dreaming about someone else, someone I barely knew.
As soon as I saw Joey again and realized my attraction for him was still there, if not stronger, I knew it needed to happen. I knew that things were over with Trent and I. But now, I just don’t feel worthy of happiness; I feel awful. When I’m with Joey, I forget about everything; anything holding me back disappears, but as soon as I’m by myself, all of the guilt and heartache return.
Is this how it’s always going to be? Am I ever going to feel worthy of happiness again?
Startled by the loud clap of thunder, I snap out of my internal struggle to realize that it is now pouring out.
“Hey, come on…we can wait out the storm at my house!” Joey shouts as he gets closer, nodding to the house behind me.
Turning around, I see the beautiful beach front mansion that I’ve always dreamed of living in since I was a little girl.
“That’s your house?” I yell, pointing at it.
“Yeah, it’s our vacation home,” he answers, taking my hand and quickly pulling me in the direction of the house.
His vacation home? Are ‘ya kidding me?
We enter through the back gate which opens up to an unbelievable outside living space complete with a
“Well, yeah, and I don’t want to ruin this perfect date getting caught in a craptastic storm.”
“Fair enough,” Releasing my board strap from my ankle, I hop up on his.
“Make sure you snug in close once we jump up. These are some pretty strong waves today,” he whispers in my ear, sending a blast of heat throughout my body.
“You’re really pushing this date, aren’t you?” I glance over my shoulder with a grin.
“Hey, I’m just looking out for your safety,” he responds, holding up his hands.
“Uh huh.”
Noticing the wave building in front of us, Joey starts paddling in the opposite direction. Feeling the back of the board starting to lift, Joey counts, “Up on three. One…two…”
On three we both jump up, planting our feet on the board. The wave is massive and feels like it goes on forever. After only a couple of seconds, I feel Joey’s right arm wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him. A wave of warmth passes through my body. I smile to myself, loving how my body feels snug to his; warm and secure. Running my hand along the inside of the wave my body feels at peace; free of heartache, as I take in the beauty of the wave. Being with Joey makes me forget about all the pain in my life, the pain I created by breaking Trent’s heart.
Closing in on the end of the wave, we both jump off the board and dive into the water. As I surface, I am greeted by Joey’s rock hard abs and his smile sparkling at me. My heart instantly races, feeling an overwhelming feeling of…something. Speechless, I stand there and wait for him to speak. Apparently he is having the same technical difficulties because he is just standing there and smiling, speechless.
Not noticing the large wave, we both fall backwards as it crashes over us, pushing us under water. When we are finally able to stand we both laugh hysterically, knowing that we probably looked like idiots flapping under the water.
“I’m gonna go get your board,” Joey laughs, handing me his.
“Sounds like a good idea,” I respond, trying to control my laughter.
Sitting on the beach, I wait for him to return. Because of the strong tide this morning, my board washed in quite a ways down the beach. Watching him carrying it under his arm, running in my direction with an adorable smile on his face, my heart and body feels whole, full of warmth and happiness.
But feeling happy just brings my guilt scale higher. While Trent is mourning a broken heart, I’m filling mine with another guy. Although our breakup is fresh, it was a long time coming. It’s probably something that should have happened a long time ago, but I refused to see the truth–the truth that I was no longer in love with Trent. My days and nights were spent thinking, fantasizing, and dreaming about someone else, someone I barely knew.
As soon as I saw Joey again and realized my attraction for him was still there, if not stronger, I knew it needed to happen. I knew that things were over with Trent and I. But now, I just don’t feel worthy of happiness; I feel awful. When I’m with Joey, I forget about everything; anything holding me back disappears, but as soon as I’m by myself, all of the guilt and heartache return.
Is this how it’s always going to be? Am I ever going to feel worthy of happiness again?
Startled by the loud clap of thunder, I snap out of my internal struggle to realize that it is now pouring out.
“Hey, come on…we can wait out the storm at my house!” Joey shouts as he gets closer, nodding to the house behind me.
Turning around, I see the beautiful beach front mansion that I’ve always dreamed of living in since I was a little girl.
“That’s your house?” I yell, pointing at it.
“Yeah, it’s our vacation home,” he answers, taking my hand and quickly pulling me in the direction of the house.
His vacation home? Are ‘ya kidding me?
We enter through the back gate which opens up to an unbelievable outside living space complete with a