Chapter 6

It is safe to say, I have never seen a woman as fearless as the one standing in front of me. We are currently at the beach. It was almost sunset and we were just enjoying the view. That was way cooler and funnier until she suddenly took her clothes off. Literally almost naked.

Her bikini exposed her too much. I mean all bikinis are like that. I mean! Damn! Did she have to wear a bikini when she knew she could want to swim any time? And her bra! That bra! I can Literally see her chest through it! And now that her whole body is soaked in water, her nipples... Gosh!

I'm not even sure if I can say this out loud even in my head, but her nipples seem so rocky hard and everything about me has become hard too. Exactly how will I be able to live in this pain for the next few days? Or weeks?

"Suun!" What does she want now? The ocean is clear, and my eyes can't find her site. Where is she?

"Moonliiiight?" I scream, but no one pops up from the ocean.

"Damn this girl!" I take my shirt off and run to the ocean. Where the hell is she? I swim and swim, but there is no site of her. My heart panics. Why did she get herself into deeper depth if she was only to cause more trouble to herself?

I tilt my head at the site of a faint her, I hope. I swim as fast as I can towards her and quickly hold her body, she suddenly opens her eyes the moment I do that. I rise our heads in the air, breathing harder than normal as I try to wipe away the water on my face. Then I look at her, so calm. Is she even breathing?

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Hmm." She nods. "You thought I was drowning?"

"Weren't you?"

She sighs, "That was yoga. If you master that, you have a high chance of fighting against stress."

She places her hand on my shoulders. "Were you worried about me?" She smiles.

"It's natural for any person to be." I look at the sky. I wouldn't want to expose myself, would I?

And then she uses her fearless side again, placing both her hands on my shoulders and looking at me.

"You can place the other hand on my butt."

"What?" I quickly put the hand away but she places it back, she takes another hand on her other... you know... butt. God!

"Why do you always try to be innocent?" She laughs. "You can squeeze them if you want."

"Why are you always so fearless, open-minded, and don't mind at all?" Does she not understand that men are just too cruel to girls who make themselves simple? What if I was a bad guy? I would have played with her feelings already. And the thought of someone breaking her heart makes my heart ache.

"What are you thinking?" What was I thinking?

"Well, I don't know. Just random things,"

"What were they about? Let me guess, Your girlfriend? Or do you have a boyfriend?"

"NO!" Hell No!

"If you don't have any of that then why do you always get so tensed when I'm around? I thought maybe it was guilt," She bites her lip. Did you have to do that now?

"It's been a long time since I got so close to a girl."

"And possibly, it's been forever since you've had a woman near you. We are not kids, Sun," I have no idea why my hands start squeezing what they are holding just at the words she just said.

She's right. We are not kids anymore. My eyes meet hers. For the first time, I am looking at her confidently. Without trying to avoid them. Without struggling to look at them. I can't help but smirk.

"You are beautiful."

"And naughty while you," she coops my nose, "are cute and innocent," She smiles. Sometimes I wonder if her cheeks never get tired from doing this all day.

"Helloooo!" We both look at Louanna as she waves her hands. "You need to get back here. It is dangerous there."

"The depth is great, I agree." She says in disappointment as she swims back. I do the same.

We are welcomed to the Island with a pair of smirking cheeks and eyes going back and forth, demanding us to say something, but none of us does.

We start walking towards our apartment with our mouths shut. That situation that I really dislike and wish to never get myself into, well I'm in it as we speak.

"It is not safe to go there at times like these. Or at least go with someone familiar with the ocean. I haven't been there myself but they say there is somewhere with extremely great depth. Only swimmers with much experience know where it is exactly." At least she breaks the silence.

"Yes, Ma'am." Moonlight rolls her eyes. We were currently outside my apartment. "And would you like your dinner to be served here too Mrs..." Louanna covers her mouth with her hand.

Wait, why did she do that?

"Yes! Yes, please serve it with him. What's for dinner today? I am craving those desserts you usually serve. They really are one of a kind." Her chest seems a bit heavy. So is mine. Why did she just call her Mrs? Is she a wife to someone?

"Okay." She looks at her white watch, "Dinner will be ready in an hour. Please, excuse me," Why is she running? She never does that.

My attention gets back to the other her, the main her.

We look at each other, her chest pounds with fear while mine is accompanied by boiling blood.

I place my hands on my waist as I look down.

"Ask what you want to ask." She closes her eyes and looks down. She takes one deep breath and looks at me, " I will tell you truthfully,"

"Are you... married?" At times like these, you already know the answer. But then there is this thing we hold on to, hope. You simply hope for it to not be true. You simply hope she will say 'No.

Why so tensed up young man?' or something like, 'Do you think that low of me?' and a little slap of passionate anger. Just simply anything else but that answer. But that is not usually the case, the answer is always what you do not want to hear, "Yes, I am married. I've been married for five long years."

And your heart just crushes into a million pieces.