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If You Want To Know How Much I love You, Count the Waves

Jake's family welcomed me with open arms, literally. The second I stepped foot into the Anderson home I was suffocated with hugs from various sisters and kisses from his mother. I felt so happy, at ease.

"You can stay in this room, dear," Mrs. Anderson said to me leading me into a small room. It was a simple blue color with various hygienic products belonging to men like Old Spice and a bottle of Axe. I inhaled deeply.

This was defiantly Jake's room.

"Are we sharing a room?" I questioned Jake as he started rummaging through some of his dresser drawers.

He sighed and looked up at me, "I tried babe, but Dad says it sets a bad example since none of my sisters boyfriends get to share a room."

I looked at him. "So you mean to say we are staying here for the summer, and we can't share a room?!" I was getting flustered. Jake walked over to me and started rubbing his hands up and down my arms in an effort to comfort me. I think he understood what not being alone meant to my poor heart.

"Jake that means no sex," I whispered the last part afraid of who might hear.

"Oh babe, believe me we can think of ways, "he said chuckling.

"There is mail addressed to Jake Anderson and Elsa Millman here, "Jake's sister Chelsea said. Handing me a postcard with a setting sun picture on the front of it.

The back read:

Crabbing Fleet!

You're all invited to Sig Hansen's House for the

Party of the Year.

When: August 29

Time: 4:00pm

Please bring a covered dish.

Lots of Love,

Sig and June

"Hmm," I said handing the postcard over to Jake at the other side of the table.

"Better call him and let him know we are going!" Jake said as soon as he finished. He got up and left the room grabbing the phone on his way out.

"So, you and Jake now," Chelsea asked me.

I smiled up at her, "Yeah, it went so fast but yeah."

"He's a good kid, with a big heart. I don't want to see him hurt again," Chelsea said to me.

"Don't worry I am not the heartbreaker, I tend to always be on the side of heartbreakee. "

She smiled at me, and her tensed shoulders seemed to relax a little. "You know, the way he looks at you it's like he is ready to marry you right now."

I sighed, " I know Chelsea and don't get me wrong this relationship is heavenly, but its going so fast, I want to be like, Whoa Jake."

"Sex isn't good?"

I almost choked on the air I was sucking in, "No, that's not it! I uhh- see we met like two months ago, he left for fishing. Then came back a few days ago and here we are."

"Oh, I see."

"Hey girls," Jake interrupted our conversation," Sig says that all the Northwestern families are going so this is going to be a blast!"

He always got so excited with anything that involved the Northwestern, or fishing.

"Let's go for a ride Elsa," Jake said to me.

I nodded in approval and said a quick goodbye to Chelsea as she read an article in the local paper.

I opened the door to his Honda and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Oh you'll see," he responded.

As we drove down the dark road, the moon illuminated the peaceful landscape. I saw a dirt road path a little ways up the road.

"Here, turn here and follow this road please, " I asked him.

He did as I asked and before I knew it we where in the middle of a field, out of road.

"Well this is a fully functional road." He laughed.

I opened the door and stepped out, breathing in the cool air. The field was beautiful, full of wild flowers and various trees.

Jake followed me and stepped out of the car. He looked at me with a quizzical look.

"Here, make love to me here." I said, closing the space between us.

The dew, mixed with sweat made me shiver from the slight chilliness of the dawn. I opened my eyes to see the sun rising, Jake asleep under me as I laid my head on his rising and falling chest.

I felt comfortable, and safe with him. Something I never felt with the other men that I dated.

Something with American men, I tell you!

But no matter, what had happened in the past few days, things we're going so fast. I was afraid by next week I would be pregnant with out third child and having our 20th year anniversary.

Things were moving fast, but at moments like this I relished how the world seemed to stop.