in the room where you sleep

twenty-seven

My parents had been visiting for a few days and today was their last day before they had to fly back home. We all decided to spend the day at the beach since it was the main thing my dad wanted to do, even though they go to the beach back home nearly every weekend. Johnny had a beach house out near the water that we drove to. I hadn't been yet. We grabbed our bags and made our way inside. The entire house was brightly illuminated by the sun peeking through the windows that lined the house. It was gorgeous. 

"There's a room down the hall here you guys can use." Johnny led them down the hall to where he was talking about and let them in. They closed the door and he walked back to me, gently grabbing my hand and leading me up the staircase to another one of the bedrooms. It was absolutely stunning. It was black marble and olive green color scheme from the ceiling down to the bedding. 

"This is beautiful, John." My eyes scanned all over the room just admiring it. 

"I haven't come here in quite some time, but it's a wonderful place to get away."

"I think we should come here more often now that I know it exists."

"We definitely could, doll. I'm going to go downstairs and grab our bags." I smiled and sighed, turning back towards the window that looked out to the ocean. I can't get enough of this view. I went ahead and undressed, standing there in only my bra and panties, letting the warmth of the sun rays hit my skin from the window. 

"Fuck, you're so beautiful." Johnny whispered as I heard him drop our bags and come up behind me, letting his hands wander on my body. I softly whimpered at his touch and moaned. I could feel a grin develop on his face against my neck, planting kisses down my shoulder and back up to my lips. I turned and faced him, wrapping my arms around his neck, staring deep into those chocolate brown eyes that I love so much, just taking him all in. 

"I love you." I said as I kissed his sweet lips once more. He said it back quietly and held me in his arms for a little bit before we released from each other. I grabbed my bathing suit and changed into it and throwing on one of Johnny's graphic tees and lastly throwing my hair up in a messy bun. We all gathered downstairs before heading out the door and walking down the path that led to the water. We found a spot underneath a wide white tent and got settled. I laid back in the chair and grabbed my book and started to read while my mother was laid out on a towel a couple inches from me. Johnny and my dad were a few feet away throwing a football to one another. 

"Does that happen everywhere you guys go?" My mom pointed ahead and I looked up seeing a group of people swarming Johnny asking for pictures and such. I looked at her and chuckled. 

"It does, but people are usually respectful and kind. It doesn't bother me." We watched as he was signing people's arms and whatever they could find and taking pictures with them. Everyone eventually walked away thanking him and going about their business. 

"How does it not bother you? Aren't you worried some other woman would try to get a little too close for comfort?" I just shook my head, still keeping my eyes on the page I was reading. 

"I'm pretty secure. Besides, I know Johnny genuinely loves me and wouldn't do anything like that. We've been together for 7 years, mom. I think I'm safe."

"I know, I know. I'm just saying. People get ballsy and it's just sad."

"I completely agree." We looked at each other and just laughed at the stupidity of it. After a few minutes, Johnny was calling my name, motioning me over. I smiled and found a stopping point in the book and set it down on my bag, getting up and to walk over to him. He grabbed my hand and we stood at the edge of the sand, letting the water splash up on our legs. He wrapped his arm around me and gave me a kiss, gently rubbing my back.