"Do you hear that?"
"What?"
"His music. The birds. The wind. The waves."
I smile to myself, and close my eyes. Lying back, I brace my body against his chest. I feel one of his arms encircle my stomach, as the other reaches up to stroke my hair. It's a perfect day. The sun is out, and the sky is a glorious shade of azure. Landon and I are sitting on a blanket down at the shore, feeling the sun and marveling in the beauty of everything.
"I love you Jamie." He whispers into my ear.
I inhale deeply, taking everything in. Without warning, drowsiness washes over my body, and I slowly drift off into a dreamless slumber.
"Jamie? Jamie?"
I can hear a voice in the back of my mind. My eyelids flutter open to meet those of Landon's. He's smiling warmly at me.
"How long was I asleep?" I ask.
"About half an hour." He says.
"Come on," he says, "I want to take you somewhere."
"Where?" I ask, somewhat confused.
"You'll see." He replies.
I can see a slightly mischievous glint in his bright eyes. So, taking his hand, we stand up, and make our way to the car. About ten minutes later, the car is parked, and we get out.
"Is this -" I try to begin, but he cuts me off with a simple,
"Yes."
It's the restaurant where we had our first date. Where I wore the same pink sweater I wear today, and where we danced under the starlight. Landon leads me to a table with a "reserved" sign upon it, and a vase with a single red rose. But the table is what made my heart skip a beat. It was where it was. Down the length of the dock, is where it sits. This is where we shared our first kiss.
"This is wonderful!" I smile. "Thank you."
As we take our seats, a waiter rolls a tray down the dock, concealed with a silver cover. As the waiter leaves, Landon removes the tray's top. A pitcher of sweet tea and the exact meal we ate on our date is revealed to my eyes. Before we begin to dine, I lean across the table, and kiss him. Then, we dine, only glancing up ever so often to look lovingly into each other's eyes. I realize the gentle music of the band can be heard from where we sit. Landon gets up and walks over to me. Extending a hand, he asks,
"Would you like to dance?"
"Thank you, I would love to."
So hand in hand, he leads me a few steps from the table. Placing one hand in mine, and one around my waste, we dance, just as we had danced the first night.
"What?"
"His music. The birds. The wind. The waves."
I smile to myself, and close my eyes. Lying back, I brace my body against his chest. I feel one of his arms encircle my stomach, as the other reaches up to stroke my hair. It's a perfect day. The sun is out, and the sky is a glorious shade of azure. Landon and I are sitting on a blanket down at the shore, feeling the sun and marveling in the beauty of everything.
"I love you Jamie." He whispers into my ear.
I inhale deeply, taking everything in. Without warning, drowsiness washes over my body, and I slowly drift off into a dreamless slumber.
"Jamie? Jamie?"
I can hear a voice in the back of my mind. My eyelids flutter open to meet those of Landon's. He's smiling warmly at me.
"How long was I asleep?" I ask.
"About half an hour." He says.
"Come on," he says, "I want to take you somewhere."
"Where?" I ask, somewhat confused.
"You'll see." He replies.
I can see a slightly mischievous glint in his bright eyes. So, taking his hand, we stand up, and make our way to the car. About ten minutes later, the car is parked, and we get out.
"Is this -" I try to begin, but he cuts me off with a simple,
"Yes."
It's the restaurant where we had our first date. Where I wore the same pink sweater I wear today, and where we danced under the starlight. Landon leads me to a table with a "reserved" sign upon it, and a vase with a single red rose. But the table is what made my heart skip a beat. It was where it was. Down the length of the dock, is where it sits. This is where we shared our first kiss.
"This is wonderful!" I smile. "Thank you."
As we take our seats, a waiter rolls a tray down the dock, concealed with a silver cover. As the waiter leaves, Landon removes the tray's top. A pitcher of sweet tea and the exact meal we ate on our date is revealed to my eyes. Before we begin to dine, I lean across the table, and kiss him. Then, we dine, only glancing up ever so often to look lovingly into each other's eyes. I realize the gentle music of the band can be heard from where we sit. Landon gets up and walks over to me. Extending a hand, he asks,
"Would you like to dance?"
"Thank you, I would love to."
So hand in hand, he leads me a few steps from the table. Placing one hand in mine, and one around my waste, we dance, just as we had danced the first night.