A woman finally finds a real man at the wrong time in her life…
“Suns and Lovers”
His long lashes tickle my stomach as he plants soft kisses around my navel. Then, he lays his cheek against my sandy stomach and I run my fingers through his wet hair.
Just when I think that life can’t get any better, it simply does with this man.
The sun is gone, the darkness begins to take over and the mosquitos buzz around our half-naked bodies. I don’t want them to feast on us but it feels so good just laying together like the other lovers on the beach. I don’t want to move and neither does he.
He tilts his head and looks at me, saying nothing but everything with those dark eyes that made me fall for him in the first place. Everything is effortless with him and it’s going to hurt like hell when things fall apart. He smiles at me like he’s got a secret.
His smile widens as he raises himself up to face me.
“I’m smiling because…”
He runs his palm across my stomach and I squirm from being ticklish. I place my hand on top of his to make him stop.
“I’m thinking how cute our babies will be. I wouldn’t mind a little girl who looks just like you first. I could have two girls to spoil rotten for a while. Then, we could have a son.”
It takes me a few seconds to process his words and when I do, I don’t know what to say. I sit up, making his hand tumble away from my skin.
We’ve never discussed babies or even marriage. All I know is that I’m perfectly imperfect and could never fit into his world just as he could never fit into mine.
If I could only go back to the day before I met him…I would have done things differently.
If only I had kept my word to never give love one last chance…I’d feel safer.
“Of course, I’d have to make an honest woman out of you and we’d have to get married first.”
I still can’t speak and his eyes laugh knowing that he has caught me by surprise.
“So what do you say to marrying me so that we can live happily ever after and make some beautiful babies?”
My heart stops as I watch him reach deep into our beach bag and pull out a small jewelry box. After all the years I’d spent swimming in a sea of boys, I’d finally found myself a good man.
And now, I have to say no.
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