*Two weeks later*
(11am and Alex and I are sitting in the living room in the new house)
"He's still working?" Alex asked.
"Since we've been discharged from the hospital Ian has been working consistently and barely home. After burying his father it took its toll on him, so taking over the company has just been a lot on him" I said.
"How are you holding up with everything?" Alex asked.
"It's hard but I'll be ok eventually, so what do you have going on. You're always taking care of us but I know you have to have some sort of a dating life" I said.
"I had my fair share of ladies and gents but none of the dates I've been on seemed right" Alex said.
"I'm sure, you'll meet the perfect person for you soon" I said.
"I hope you're right," Alex said.
(Ian came back home looking stressed and didn't say anything just went up the stairs)
"Have you two even talked, like really sat and talked after the hospital?" Alex said.
"Not really, he has gotten more distant, he barely wants to be around me, he stopped talking to our therapist" I said.
"He's holding everything inside, I kind of understand that, he's been doing that for a long time and he's reverting back to what he was used to" Alex said.
"I can understand that but what I'm afraid of is him going back to the man he's trying not to be," I said.
"You two will have to talk to each other, he may get angry and it won't necessarily be at you but with himself, his life. Men like Ian are often trapped in their own mind, " Alex said.
"You know you should think of becoming a therapist, you'll be really great at it, thank you for everything" I said.
"Maybe, well I should go and you need to talk to him so if you need me you know I'll always be a call away" Alex said.
(I nodded and we got up and hugged and I walked him to the door. I sighed and went upstairs to the right side of the house and knocked on the office door)
"You know I don't want to be disturbed," Ian said.
(I opened the door anyway and walked in and sat in a chair. Ian was hunched over his desk with his hands on his head. There was an unopened bottle of alcohol. I took the bottle away and sat it on the floor next to me)
"Ian we need to talk to each other, I can't stand us not really being together, you don't even want to be in the same room as me, I get you're grieving but don't shut me out" I said.
(Ian looked at me and sighed)
"Jess I'm sorry I really am but we can't have this conversation, not now" Ian said.
"Then when because if I leave it up to you at this rate we'll never talk to each other" I said.
(Ian got up from his desk and just walked out and went to our room. I got up and went after him)
"You can't just walk away every time you don't want to deal with something Ian," I said.
"Jess, I am frustrated and angry right now. It's not the time to push me," Ian said.
(I grabbed his hand to make him look at me)
"I understand that but you don't have to deal with what's going on alone, please just don't keep me shut out" I said.
"I just don't want to talk about what's going on right now," Ian said.
(Ian let my hand go and changed out of his suit and into some black sweatpants)
"I'll be in the basement for a while," Ian said.
"Fine, I'll be out walking alongside the beach if you need me" I said.
(Ian left the room and went downstairs. I put on a tank top and shorts, then walked downstairs and out the door. I walked along the beach aimlessly then stopped and sat down and watched the water. Then before I knew it tears started coming down)
"Hey are you alright?" A female asked.
(I looked up to see a pretty dark skinned woman with a surfboard. She sat down next to me and I wiped my tears away)
"Hi, I um I'm fine just a lot going on" I said.
(She extended her hand and I shook it)
"I'm Clair," She said. (Afro American, 21yrs old, 5'6, long black curly hair, slim/thick body, and dark brown skin)
"I'm Jessie but you can call me Jess" I said.
"I know we just met but I feel like we'll be good friends," Clair said.
(I gave her a small smile)
"So how long have you been surfing?" I asked.
"Since I was 13rys old, my big brother had taught me, do you surf?" Clair said.
"Oh no, I can't, I'd probably drown, come to think of it I'd definitely drown," I said.
(Clair laughed a little and stood up held out her hand and I took her hand and she helped me stand)
"Do you want to learn?" Clair asked.
"Now?" I asked.
"Yes now," Clair said.
"Why would I trust a stranger with my life?" I asked.
"Normally you shouldn't but I promise you won't drown, we all have to take a leap of faith at some point in life" Clair said.
(I was hesitant)
"It'll take your mind off of whatever is bothering you" Clair said.
(I took a deep breath)
"Ok let's do it," I said.
"Ok, before we start I have to ask, can you swim even a little?" Clair asked.
"No, I never had anyone to teach me?" I said.
"Well I have to teach you how to swim before I teach you how to surf," Clair said.
(She left her board and we went into the water about waistline level)
"I'm going to help you float first, you're going to have to trust me ok" Clair said.
(I nodded and she held out her arms out)
"So it's like trust falls ok, you just lean back," Clair said.
(I took a deep breath and leaned back and she caught me. She made me relax as I felt her hands on my back. “Her touch feels really comforting, she has really soft hands” I thought)
"Try to relax more and keep your back straight," Clair said.
(I did what I was told and relaxed more and kept my back straight. I felt Clair let go a little but she was still close. I tried my best not to panic)
"You're doing great," Clair said.
(I was floating then closed my eyes for a little minute and I felt free for the first time, I felt nothing else mattered. I opened my eyes and she helped me stand)
“Ok now I’m going to help you swim,” Clair said.
(We went a little far out and then she told me what to do and helped me learn how to swim. I was catching on fast and then she got her board and got on it and waited on a little wave)
“OK, now stand,” Clair said.
(We stood and I couldn’t keep my balance and fell off as Clair caught my hand so I ended up pulling her into the water with me and held on to the board and started laughing)
“I’m sorry” I said.
“It’s ok, you’ll get the hang of it” Clair said.
(We tried again but it was a bigger wave and I fell off again. We kept trying for an hour. Then stopped, we went back to the shore and sat in the sand)
“I really suck at it,” I said.
(Her hand was on mine and I couldn’t help feel a certain way about her touch but I ignored it “Just been lonely that’s all” I thought)
“It’s ok, I didn't get it my first day either, it took me weeks to learn” Clair said.
“Thank you, for cheering me up, it was actually relaxing, I should get back home, I hope to see you again soon, I would ask for your number but I forgot my cellphone at home” I said.
“It’s ok, I have mine,” Clair said.
(She got her phone out her bag and I put my number in)
“Text me anytime,” I said.
(Clair nodded and smiled and we hugged goodbye. I made my way back to the house and walked in. Ian was sitting in the living room, he looked at me and came to me)
“I’m sorry I've been distant and it’s not fair to you and we can talk now if you still want to” Ian said.
(I nodded and he hugged me and everything felt right again)
“Let me change first and then we can talk” I said.
(I went up stairs and changed in to a pair of sweats and put on one of Ian’s shirts and went back downstairs to living room and sat with Ian on the couch)
“So, what made you want to talk now?” I asked.
“The way you looked earlier, the sad look in your eyes made me realize I needed to let you in, I just needed to get my anger out first” Ian said.
“I need to know something, have you not wanted to touch me or be around me because we lost the baby?” I asked.
“Yes but it’s not the reason you think, I was scared, somehow I was blaming myself like I was being punished in a way for all the things I've done. I just-,” Ian said.
(I got closer to Ian and took his hand)
“You're not going to lose me, I'm always here,” I said.
(He pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around me)
“I also didn’t want to admit after we had to bury my dad that I actually ended up missing him and wish things could’ve been different and that pissed me off and doing his job makes it worse” Ian said.
“Do you think if things truly were different that you and your dad would’ve been close?” I asked.
“Maybe, I honestly don’t know, my mother always controlled everything so she probably would’ve torn us apart. She is one of the reasons I grew up hating my father” Ian said.
(We talked for hours)
*6pm*
“I made a dinner reservation for 7:30pm at Le Bernardin,” Ian said.
(I turned around in his lap so we were facing and I kissed him)
“That’s an insanely expensive restaurant” I said.
“You know money is no object to me plus you deserve the best” Ian said.
(I kissed him again and then he picked me up and went upstairs to our room and laid me on the bed)
“Well we do have an hour,” I said.
(He smiled and started to kiss my neck and kissed his way down. He started taking off my clothes and then I took off his clothes. He licked my clit and started fingering me again. I moaned and gripped his hair)
“Yes” I moaned.
(He stopped and I felt the tip of his shaft entering me. Then I felt him slam into me, my eyes popped open and I gasped, I scratched his back)
“Fuck” Ian said.
(He started off slow and it felt amazing. He kissed me then kissed my neck then bit me softly. I moaned)
“Faster please,” I moaned.
(He picked up his pace and went faster. He gripped my waist tighter)
“Yes” I moaned.
(He put his hand around my throat firmly and started going faster. I came and so did he. Then Ian turned me over then slammed into me again but this time he didn’t slow down, he gripped my hips tight and went faster)
“Shit” I screamed.
*hour later*
(We were laying on the bed panting. Ian looked at the clocked and helped me sit up)
“If we don’t shower now we’ll be late” Ian said.
(Ian went to turn on the shower and then carried me to the bathroom. We got in thshower and washed each other's bodies, then we got out and got dressed and I curled my hair. I got dressed in a tight fitted black dress and red pumps, Ian is dressed in a black and red suit)
“I’m ready,” I said.
(Ian turned and faces me)
“You look so gorgeous,” Ian said.
(Ian kissed me)
“You're very handsome,” I said.
(We left the house and got in the car and drove off. We got to the restaurant in time for our reservation. The restaurant was huge and near the beach, we walked in)
“Name?” Host asked.
“Ian Blackwood,” Ian said.
“Ah yes, would you like to be seated inside or outside?” Host said.
“Outside would be perfect thank you” Ian said.
(The host took us to our table outside and we sat under a stream of lights and it was perfect)
“Your waiter will be with you soon. Here are your menus” The Host said.
(We look at our menus before the waiter comes. Then out waiter comes out)
“Hi, I'm Liam. I’ll be your server today can I start you two with drinks” Liam said.
“Can we get a bottle of Albert bichot,” Ian said.
“Yes sir and are you two ready to order your food or do you need more time” Liam said.
“A little more time,” Ian said.
(Liam nodded and walked away)
“I’ll be right back, could you just order for me” I said.
“Sure,” Ian said.
(I found my way to the lady’s room and did my business, I washed and dried my hands and made my way back to Ian)
“So what did you end up getting?” I asked.
“I got us the beef tenderloin filet,” Ian said.
“Sounds good,” I said.
“There is something I wanted to ask you but didn’t want to bring up any painful feelings for you” Ian said.
(Liam came out with our food and poured wine in our glasses then walked away)
“Ask anyway, what is it?” I said.
“Have you ever thought about finding your mom?” Ian asked.
(I sighed)
“No, this line is overused but everything happens for a reason and I don’t want to know her reasons and I just don’t ever want to see her, there’s no point” I said.
(We talk about our lives together and other things throughout dinner. We finished our dinner and went back home. We walked in the house and to our room and got undressed and laid in bed. I laid on top of Ian with my head on his chest as he stroked my hair to help me sleep)
“I love you” Ian said.
(I looked up at him and smiled)
“I love you too,” I said.
(We fell sleep)
A/N: Thank you for reading and please comment and vote. sorry if this short. I'll try to update when I can. Aigain thank you for reading!