ASHANTI
The next day...
We had an amazing night. After the incident in the kitchen, Lamonte stopped things from escalating and distracted me with food from a local place he ate from before.
We watched movies all night and fell asleep in each other's arms.
It had honestly been the perfect weekend.
But it wasn't over yet, it was just getting started.
Our legs were intertwined as we lay facing each other. Lamonte held me close and his head was buried in my hair.
I felt so safe and at peace.
I looked up at his beautiful face to see that he was sleeping.
I got out of his arms carefully in order not to wake him and went out on the balcony to witness the beautiful sunrise.
I felt so at ease and I wish we never had to leave, but we would eventually have to get back to reality.
"No!," I heard him scream.
I turned to look at him and he was moving about in the bed. He seemed to be having a nightmare.
I quickly ran to his side and shook him awake.
I held him in my arms as he held me. I could feel his body soaked in sweat.
He calmed down after a few minutes and pulled away from me.
He got out of the bed and walked over to the balcony.
I got up and followed after him.
I touched his bare back and he stiffened from my touch.
I pulled my hand away and asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"
He shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to talk.
I nodded my head even though he couldn't see me.
I walked away and went downstairs.
I was going to make breakfast, but I guess he got the cooks to do it again.
I got a plate of food and ate in silence.
It didn't take me long before I finished the plate of food.
I washed up the dish and went into the room once again.
He had left and I felt somewhat hurt, but I guess he needed some space to deal with his feelings.
I put on a robe over my short, white nightgown before making my way downstairs to the beach.
He had rented out this entire area for the weekend, so it would just be the two of us.
The sun was still rising and hit the horizon so beguilingly.
I stared in amazement at the astounding sight.
It was 10 times better than the sunrises in Seattle.
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My Ruin
RomanceI tried touching him, but he stiffened from my touch. I stepped away from him and now my back was facing him. "Why?," I questioned. "I have my reasons," he retorted. "Why won't you let me touch you?," I insisted turning around to face him. "It's...
