Sean
Zoey looked back, and I noticed that her nose was pink, her eyes were red, and her cheeks were stained with tears. Had I done this to her?
I smiled gently at her, approaching her like you might approach a frightened deer. I was scared she might run away from me.
"Sean!" she exclaimed, standing up and dusting the sand off of her sarong. She took a step towards me, but quickly backed up again, as if remembering what had happened the evening before.
"I didn't know you were going to be here," I said.
"Tamira came to the restaurant today and we talked, and she told me to wait here," she murmured, looking up at me with timid eyes.
"Really? Because Tamira's the one that told me to go take a walk--" I grinned. "Tamira!" I said, like I had solved a mystery.
She giggled quietly. "Yep, this was Tamira's doing."
"Well. I can't complain."
"Good." Zoey smiled, and then she faltered again. "I'm really sorry, Sean."
"Don't be, doll, I acted like--"
"I shouldn't have tried to do what I did, and I shouldn't have gotten mad at you for stopping me. And I definitely should not have talked about you and Tamira the way I did." Her eyes grew moist with new tears, and I pulled her into a hug so that she would have a shoulder to cry on if she needed one.
"I was trying to spare some feelings," I said into her hair. "But I've been a mess, and I realized that I didn't do a very good of sparing any feelings, you know? I missed you more than I ever would if I had just kissed you because I felt like I was just giving you up, and I can't do that, Zo. I can't give you up without…I can't leave you until…This sucks."
She laughed shakily. I could feel her tears through my thin cotton shirt. "Yes, yes it does."
"I already miss you, Zoey," I muttered. "You're my doll."
"So…goodbye?"
"No," I said harshly. "No. Not yet. I'm not saying goodbye to you yet."
Zoey looked up at me, so sad, with hazy eyes that pleaded for something impossible with mine. "You have to."
"Tonight, we can do anything we want, okay, Zoey? And I am not saying goodbye to you tonight."
Zoey
Kiss me just kiss me just kiss
It was all I could think of as his hands pressed against my back and I could smell his light, spicy cologne. I could not stop crying now that he was so close to me. Blurry tears blinded me so I didn't know Sean was about to kiss me until I felt his lips softly on mine.
A murmur of protesting coaxing grew in my throat as I kissed him back, closing my eyes and curling my arms around him. His fingers brushed my cheek and I felt myself falling into him completely, as seconds and moments flew by. And then minutes passed.
After what seemed like the shortest forever, we both pulled away, grinning and blushing. I disentangled my arms from around him and he took me by the hand, silently leading me to where we had watched the storm…only yesterday? It seemed like longer than that. But when we were inside, he brought me back into his arms and we just sat, his arms holding me, and the black sky falling on us. I could feel the rise and fall of his chest. Tomorrow we would go home, but not tonight.
We said nothing, but there was nothing really to say, except for goodbye, and we weren't ready to say that yet.
