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Paradise in the Beach

by

Raquel
(angeluncovered@gmail.com)

In a house by the beach I find myself thinking.

Tears are running down from my eyes, travelling in my cheeks until I suddenly stop crying.

I hear a man cough and I turn to see who he is.

He's tall and good looking, with dark curly hair and green eyes. By the tight black shirt he's wearing, I can tell that he's muscular and in his eyes I can see compassion and kindness.

- Why are you crying? – He asks, and my eyes travel to the floor in embarrassment.

- Hey, are you okay? I know we're strangers, but you can tell me what's wrong. – His voice is soothing and by the accent, he's foreign. I can trust him, even though we are strangers.

- I'm fine. I'm thinking, that's all. – I say, looking back into his eyes.

- Then why do you, a beautiful woman is crying? – He asks again and I feel my cheeks turning pink.

He smiles, watching me blushing and I turn my eyes back to the crystal blue sea. He approaches me and his hand touches mine, slightly. I look back at him and the sunset light makes me see his five o'clock shadow and how his eyes are shinning at me. He's probably in his mid-forties and he's beautiful at this moment. I've never met a guy like him. I feel his hand on my cheek, wiping the new tears that ran down.

- I'm thinking about things that happened in the past. Things I want to forget.

- Bad things? – He asks me, concerning showed in his voice.

- Really bad things. I came here to find piece for my soul, to get piece for myself. – I answer. That's the truth.

- Would you like to talk? I'm a good listener.

- My life is miserable. I was working at my ex-fiancé's bridal shop for the past four years and he cheats on me with some cheap floozy. He was the only guy of my life and now, because of that, I've got no job and my mother keeps pushing me to date men even dumber than me.

He catches me off guard by hugging me. "Damn!" I think, while fresh new tears run freely. I hug him back, holding onto him as my dear life. We stay like that for moments. He whispers sweet things, trying to calm me down as I cry my eyes out. Soft music is playing on the radio from my house and we're both grateful that silence is not complete.

I regain my breath and look him in the eyes.

- I don't think we've met. My name is Maxwell. – He says, a smile appearing on his face.

- My name is Fran. Nice to meet you. – I pull out of the hug, feeling the cold night air, chilling in my arms.

- Nice to meet you too. So, are you here on vacations? – He asks, looking at the house.

- No… Well, sort of. I took a month off for being here.

We smile at each other, and then it happened. He pulls me closer and reaches to kiss me. His lips are on mine, they feel warm and sweet against me. The music is no longer playing and the only sound we have is the waves crashing on the sand. I wish I could be in his arms forever. The kiss is soft, yet passionate and it ends as softly as it begun.

- Fran, I don't know what kind of spell this place put me into, but I'm sure of one thing. – He says. His eyes and his words are confident. – I'm sure that there's no place I'd rather be right now. Fran, I know this is going to sound desperate, but I need you. – I sigh at his words; they are having a great impact in my heart. I fall in love at this second for him. – Fran, what I'm about to say is going to seem foolish, but I love you.

-Listen Max… - I can't complete the rest of the sentence, because he cuts me off.

- Fran, I can see that you're a caring and loving person and I can see that you've had troubles dealing with love, but I love you. I want to show you love, I want to give you love, do you understand that?

His statement leaves me speechless and I kiss him for all what he's worth for. I end the kiss and look into his eyes. The eyes that made me fell in love with him. I caress his face and he hugs me.

- This is heaven. – I say, my head resting on his chest.

The night chilled air falls upon us and I invite him to spend the night at my place.

Now I can tell that paradise does really exists.

Outside, the waves are crashing on the sand, and we're both grateful that silence is not complete.

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