Palm Jumeirah

The next morning Jamila woke up and noticed Aayan wasn't there. So she took a shower and went to look for him. She saw him in the kitchen making breakfast.

"Good morning lovely lady. How did you sleep?"

"Like a baby" she replied

"Sounds like you needed that rest"

"Yeah,I did"

"You want some breakfast?"

"Sure, what are we having?"

"Omelets" he replied with a smile, while serving her a plate and pouring her some hot cocoa.

During breakfast they joked and flirted a little bit with each other. He loved her sense of humor. It was as crazy as his was. Finally someone who got his jokes and appreciated them. He noticed that she loved to laugh and out loud too! When they finished eating ,Jamila started cleaning up and washing dishes.

"Now, you didn't have to do that, you’re my guest"

"It's ok,you made me breakfast and it's only fair that I clean up"

Aayan shook his head at her and replied: “You’re really not used to being spoiled, are you?"

"No I'm not. I’ve worked hard to be where I am today."

"Well we're going to do something about that. I have our whole weekend planned out, but first I would like to know what you wanted to do now? Your wish is my command" he said while dramatically bowing for her.

She smiled and said: “Well...I would like to hear you play. Could you play a little for me?"

"Sure ,what would you like to hear?"

"It doesn't matter. Music always heals me.It always has been my comfort during hard times"

"Really? Glad to hear that. I’m glad you get it, and that I’m not the only one who thinks this way.”

So Aayan sat on his piano,as Jamila sat on the couch and he started playing. He sang different classic hits as well as current ones. He saw her totally lose herself to the music, as she closed her eyes and swayed to the tunes of his songs. Jamila forgot her pain and just flowed with the music. Aayan then took his acoustic guitar and started playing Forever in my life by his favorite artist Prince.

"There comes a time in every man's life....Come on Angel, sing with me. You know the words “So they sang together. Aayan noticed that the sadness in her eyes was gone for a moment. He liked her singing voice too. It was soft and gentle ,like a gentle breeze. It had a certain calmness to it.He knew that the only way she would bear her soul is through music. He wanted to know what made her so sad without making her uncomfortable. So he let her speak to him through music.

" Angel, could you sing something for me.You have a wonderful voice."

"What should I sing?"

"Just sing something and I'll follow your lead"

"But I have so many favorites, I don't know which one to choose"

He smiled and told her: “Just close your eyes, take a deep breath and sing whatever comes to mind. Just follow your heart, habibi."

So she closed her eyes and started to sing.He recognized the words immediately. She was singing Candle in the Wind by Elton John. He got emotional and he sensed her emotion too. The pain in her voice was so gut wrenching that tears streamed down his face.

"...and it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind...-" Her voice started to break and Aayan continued: "Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in. And your footsteps will always fall here..." At that moment she cried uncontrollably. He sensed that she lost something valuable to her, so he embraced her and stroked her hair, trying to console her.

"Shhh...I know it hurts my love, it will be okay"

He heard her sniffle and listened while she tried to control her sobs. He sensed that she was ready to open up. So he gently stroked her hair, waiting patiently for her to talk.

"I had a miscarriage 6 months ago, due to stress. My ex didn't want it and he wanted me to abort it.But I couldn’t. It hurts so bad Aayan, will this pain ever go away?"

He thought about his own pain and how he still struggled with it sometimes.

"No, it doesn't." He replied

"It never goes away. They say time heals all wounds but this wound never heals. With time life becomes a bit...bearable"

She continued:” I was so broken. Usually I would listen to Jazz music, but after our encounter I never touched music again. Until recently. So I tried to find comfort in food"

Aayan felt so bad for what he did. He didn't know he hurt her this much.

"I'm so sorry baby. Please forgive me for saying those things to you. I was so absorbed in the hurt I was feeling that I took it out on you."

"It's okay Aayan. Water under the bridge"

"No, it’s not okay. You were the most positive person there that night. You had that spark in your eyes. And I broke that positive spirit. I feel terrible"

She quietly sat there and said nothing. He passionately kissed her and cupped her face with both his hands. He never wanted her to cry again.

"I love you Angel. I had promised myself never to fall again after the divorce. But here I am and I have fallen madly in love with you. The more I got to know you, the more I love you. I promise you I will spend all my days making you happy."

Jamila's eyes started to well.” I love you too and your love is all I need to be happy"

He kissed her on the forehead. “Then it's settled. Come on babygirl,lets go for a walk"

They went for a walk as he showed her around the premises .He enjoyed making her laugh. She had the most infectious laugh he had ever heard. He also noticed her child-like innocence. She enjoyed the simplest things ,like a rainbow or flowers with bright colors. Now he knows her favorite colors are pink and purple and she has an undying love for pizza. As they walked back he let his cook make some pizzas for lunch. He smiled as her face lit up.Yep she loved food! A they ate their lunch, he noticed her voracious appetite and chuckled.

"Easy there the food won’t run away." He teased.

She started to blush."Umm...sorry. I just really love pizza”

" Oh I noticed. You are really a huge foodie aren’t you?” He teased.

"Yeah...I am"

She dozed off while they cuddled watching it.He noticed her belly peek from under her shirt. He gently place his hand on top of it ,closing his eyes and imagining what she would look like carrying his child. Jamila woke up and saw what he was doing. She tried to pull her shirt down.

"No, leave it." He lifted up her shirt and kissed her belly. “This is where miracles are made. One day God will bless us with a miracle created right in here “He kissed her passionately and led her to the bedroom. He slowly undressed her and then undressed himself. She saw that he was ready to go. As he hovered over her, kissing her neck, she got a flashback from a very troubled event when she was younger. She tried to suppress it but he felt her body stiffen beneath him. He stopped and saw fear in her eyes.

"What's wrong habibi? You're trembling... Did I hurt you?"

"No. I was sexually abused when I was younger and sometimes I get flashbacks. I got one just now"

As she watched him stare at her in shock and trying to register what she just shared, she felt insecure so she buried her face in her hands and cried.

"I'm sorry baby. I understand if I will be too much of a challenge for you and you want to leave. I’m damaged goo...-"

"Don't say it " he said sternly

"Look at me Angel"

"No, I’m ashamed"

"Look at meeeeeee..." He urged

She looked up to him and his tears started to fall. He cupped her face with both hands and kissed her.

"Oh sweet girl, I wish I could take all your pain away. I promise you that I will never leave you and I will never hurt you. “He kissed her again.

" Come on ,let's try again. This time we'll take it slow. Anytime it gets too much for you just stop me okay?"

"Okay"

He laid her on the bed and kissed her slowly.

"Close your eyes my love and just feel .Don't think"

He gently kissed her neck as he heard her moan softly. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, making her feel comfortable. Then he gently sucked her breasts one by one, taking his time.

"Mmmm....tastes like heaven baby" he whispered

He continued leaving a trail of kisses on her body. When he reached her belly he heard her gasp.

"You okay?"

"Yeah…it’s just...sensitive"

He raised his brow and smiled mischievously:"Realllyy??"

"Well good to know "

He kissed her belly all over as he drove her wild. Her moans got louder. He got to her panties.

"I promised you that I would rip these off with my teeth. And I intend to keep that promise"

He ripped her panties with his teeth and threw them on the floor.

"I'll buy you new ones" he stated before continuing his quest. He devoured her like a meal and she screamed in extacy. No one has ever pleasured her like this before. He penetrated her and they made love until they were spent.

As they laid cuddled up in each others arms ,he watched her playing with his chest hair.

"How do you feel darling?"

"I feel good, well ...great actually"

"You hungry? It’s almost dinner time"

"Can I just have a sandwich? I’m still a bit full. And right now I'm too tired to eat"

"Okay baby, you want to watch a movie afterward?"

"Sure"

They had some grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner and went to his private theater to watch a movie.

"What movie would you like to see? I prefer comedies. What about you?"

"I like comedies too. But I wanted to watch one of your movies"

Aayan sighed deeply ,closed his eyes and held the bridge of his nose.

"But those movies were made ages ago. They're embarrassing”

“ Please? I just want to see how you acted.”

“Fine. But not the historical drama.”

“No I want to watch that comedy. The one where you play a gigolo.”

"Okay good, I got scared there for a second."

"Why"

"Tired of it " was his short answer.

They watched the movies and laughed at his character in the movie. He would tell funny anecdotes about the making of the movie. They shared a bowl of popcorn and a drink.

"You're probably real quiet at first...oh oh. And then you start to scream as I navigate my way down…”

Aayan laughed out loud at this scene and said: “That’s you"

Jamila looked at him shocked. “No it's not"

"Yes it is. Remember this?" And he proceeded to mimic her noises from their lovemaking session and imitated her flawlessly. Jamila turned beet red and he kissed her on her cheek.

"I love it when you do that sweetheart"

The rest of the weekend was spent making love, sleeping and eating. When it was time to leave ,Jamila was sad and didn’t want to go. Aayan embraced her and said:"Dont cry baby, this is just the beginning. Better days are coming..."