How could Katey tell Javier that she had a life back in America, a family who loved her and wanted her on home soil? She loved him very much, and knew that if she told him this it would break his heart. Why did she have to give up her homeland for him? Why couldn't he come to America?
"Javier?" she started.
"Yes?"
"About me staying here."
"What about it?"
"I don't know if it would work. I mean, I have missed you so long, so very long. I don't know if I could bear to lose you again. It hurts so much just thinking about it. But I don't know if I could just pack up everything to live here."
"I don't understand. I thought that...after last night. We love each other."
"I know, I do love you. I love you so much."
"But you do not want to stay with me?"
"I do want to stay with you. Just not here..."
"It shouldn't matter where we are, as long as we are together."
"Exactly. So why can't you come to America?"
He seemed surprised that she had asked him that.
"What?"
"Why not?" she said.
"I don't know. I never thought of that."
They sat together, the silence absorbed everything surrounding them.
"We have a lot to think about." She said.
"Yes." He replied quietly. "I think I need to be alone for a while."
"All right." Katey said.
Javier opened his car door and began to get out. He leaned in and kissed Katey gently.
"You can take the car back to your hotel. I will meet you there later."
"When?" she said. She didn't want to pin him down, but she wanted to know when to expect him back.
He looked at his watch.
"Five o' clock."
"Okay. I love you."
"I love you too."
She watched him as he began to walk down the long sandy beach. Her watch said it was eleven in the morning. He would be gone a long time.
Katey sat in the car where just last night they had united in passion. Something they had both yearned for for what seemed like ages. It had been ages.
She didn't regret it. She knew it would go into her memory, a special place in her heart that she saved only for Javier. A place where she could go visit him in her dreams.
She was a little offended, Javier left so suddenly. Katey had thought he may wish to sit and talk with her about it. But he had left, like the wind.
She wondered how he was feeling and wondered if he was thinking about how she was feeling, did he care? "Of course he did", she consoled herself. He must.
Katey had heard about women giving everything up for their husbands, for lovers, for men. She had seen it first hand and lived it. She didn't want to be one of those women, Those women were happy, but she wanted someone to give up something for her. But she did find it hard to resist Javier and his charms. She did want to give up everything for him. She loved him. But she had to be strong.
