It was a mildly breezy morning, perfect for what Wilson had in mind. Last evening was amusing and disarming at the same time. Smile hadn't left Wilson's lips as he made his way to the dining hall for breakfast. Ross had looked at him surprised too, maybe everyone was in an infectiously happy mood.
He paired a blue leather jacket with a white shirt and blue jeans. His classic brown boots completed the look. He grabbed his keys from the crystal bowl and rushed towards his car.
It took him another 20 minutes to drive to Meghan's place. The security guard at the door greeted Wilson, everyone knew who he was as a matter of fact. The ding of the elevator and in he was. The 40th floor led him to the only apartment on the floor.
Meghan let him in, catching him stare at her while she grabbed her cell phone and clutch.
She was in a light blue sun dress that ended a lil above her knees, it had yellow sunflowers all over it, her locks were left in soft waves over her shoulder. She stabled herself with a palm placed over Wilson's shoulder as she slipped into her wedges.
''Ready'', she smiled at him, Wilson was still holding his breath which he hadn't realised.
''Whenever you are, querida'', he lent his arm for her to grab and she did. They walked hand in hand to the parking space where he had parked his car.
''After you'', he let Meghan get in first. They drove through the roads, seamlessly, it was quite early in the morning so there wasn't much traffic.
''Where are we going'', Meghan asked rather excitedly.
Wilson just winked at her and grinned making her blush. It was so unlike him. She admired the empty roads from her side of the window.
It was a couple of hours before they reached. Meghan gaped in shock and turned towards Wilson. He smiled expectedly. They were at Alki Seacrest Park.
''Oh my god, are we deep sea diving'', Meghan asked excitedly.
''Yeah'', Wilson's breath hitched just watching Meghan.
''Oh my god, this is soo pretty'', Meghan quickly jumped out of the car.
A man in his mid-fifties made his way towards Wilson, smiling at him knowingly.
''Elias'', they shaked hands.
''Jack'', Wilson nodded.
''This way please'', Jack guided them towards their changing facilities.
''I've taken the liberty to pick some comfortable swim wear, the diving costumes are in there too, make yourselves comfortable'', he left.
''I'll let you change'', Wilson took to the Men's room.
Jack was waiting for them outside. Wilson grabbed Meghan by her waist as they walked towards a boat parked to take them right in the middle of the sea.
''Ready'', Jack asked and the three of them jumped into the sea. The first hit of water was cold, Meghan slightly shivered but quickly acclimatised to the temperature.
Soon they were engulfed in a blanket of coral greens and blues. Jack led them further down to spot the octopus, sea stars, sea cucumbers and plumose anemone. They dived deeper taking in the soothe of water and mosses and weeds by the rocks. On the way back, Jack pointed at the Kelp Greenling, Vermilion Rockfish, and Red Irish Lords. They pulled up and pushed back in for a second dive.
It was magical and nothing Meghan had ever experienced in her life before.
They made a surface swim to the piling, drop down to locate an old fishing boat. Heading back to the shore, they admired a huge attached to old timber pilings, and Sunflower Stars on the silty bottom. Wilson pointed at a resting on rocks near the slope.
''Did you like it'', Wilson stopped in his tracks, tipping her chin so she would look into his eyes.
''I loved it'', Meghan smiled genuinely and placed a light kiss on his cheeks.
''Lunch'', Wilson asked.
''Yes please, I'm famished'', Meghan nodded, Wilson placed a kiss on her lips and pulled her closer to him.
They entered a very beachy restaurant, Marination Ma Kai, very close to the shore.
The restaurant was all wood and rustic nothing modern and eclectic. Wooden benches, bamboo pillars, ceiling constructed of leaves and hay, it was beautiful. It got darker pretty quickly so tiny light bulbs illuminated the place, letting the beach and sand work its beauty on the ambience.
''They have a fixed menu, I hope you don't mind'', Wilson prompted.
''Sure'', Meghan was still not over admiring the beauty.
Soon, two mugs of beer and two bowls of clam chowder were placed on their table.
''Enjoy your meal, Sir, Mam'', the waiter smiled courtesy.
''Mhmm, this is so delicious'', Meghan moaned as she grabbed a spoonful of her chowder.
Wilson's pupils dilated, a natural reaction to Meghan's moan. How he wished that moan was a result of something else and not the chowder. He quickly turned his concentration to the food, enjoying the peace cocooning them.
''You love outdoors'', Wilson declared watching Meghan at peace.
''I do, but this is just out of the world, and it coming from you, I'm touched'', Meghan teased.
''What were you expecting'', Wilson genuinely wanted to know.
''Judging by the looks of you, a fancy lunch at a high-end restaurant with waiters scurrying around you pouring expensive wine into crystal glasses'', the two of them laughed heartily.
''Well we aim to please!'', Wilson shrugged.
''The hell you can, this was amazing, thank you. I'm glad I agreed'', Meghan shyly nodded.
''So tell me something about yourself, childhood maybe, anything'', Wilson made a go to knowing her better. For a moment she seemed lost, but quickly smiled reminiscing a fond memory from when she was small.
''My favorite time from when I was little was my mum and dad taking me to the beach. We would pack a huge picnic basket with peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, those fluffy blankets and huge inflatable balls and rubber ducks. Hours on the beach and my dad would barbeque on those private shallots later in the evening'', her eyes had turned watery now that she missed them so much. Wilson quickly regretted asking the question.
''I am sorry mi amor, I shouldn't have'', he leaned forward to graze her cheek with his hands.
''What about you'', she asked looking away at the sea. He genuinely wanted to lighten the mood so he did.
''It was my mother, I was always her lola except when I brought stray dogs home as pet and drenched myself in a mud pool by an old graveyard beside our home. I was actually a rebel'', he winked.
''You still are, hombre loco'', she laughed.
''Ouch, you are catching up on Spanish'', he raised an eyebrow in surprise.
''Nahuh, just that''
They made their way home, it was already evening and Meghan just couldn't stop smiling the whole time, Wilson seemed relaxed too.
''Until next time'', Wilson winked.
''That's just presumptuous'', Meghan kissed his cheek and walked towards her apartment leaving him grinning from ear to ear.
Chapter 21 is up you guys. I hope you loved reading this chapter as much as I did writing. Such a breath of freshness! Please dont forget to vote, comment and share💜