Falling For You In Cape May

EIGHT

Alden

I look at the calmness of the water from my front porch. The full moon illuminating the dark sky and gives the water an iridescent  glow.  The area is quiet and peaceful. I took a deep breath and inhaled the salty air.

I am thinking of what happened today. I really had a wonderful time with Maine. I can actually see myself doing it everyday for the rest of my life, but after Sam's call, it made me realize that this is not my reality. That all these – the peace and quiet, and the freedom - will end in six months.

I told Sam about Maine and how comfortable I was with her. I also told him that I did not reveal my identity with her, yet. I wanted to, but Sam was keen about it, telling me that if I am not sure about my feelings for her, then might as well spare her the truth. She might get hurt eventually and that's the last thing that I wanted to happen. She has already suffered so much.

A vision interrupted my reverie, as I see a familiar figure walking down the beach from the opposite end of the street.

It's Maine.

What is she doing walking alone at night?

She walked towards the shoreline and scanned the area. And without hesitation, she removed her jeans, and then her top followed.

What is she doing? And before I knew it, she run to the water and dived.

Oh Jesus! This woman is going to be the death of me!

I run inside the house to put on shoes and dashed outside, crossed the street and on to where I saw her last – to where she left her clothes.

I picked her clothes up and scanned the water but I couldn't find her.

My heart started racing.

Shit! Where is she? I need to find her.

Then finally, I saw a figure bobbing in and out of the water.

Is she swimming?

Is she seriously swimming?

She stopped and lie back on the water. Okay this has got to stop.

"Maine!" I shouted.

Surprised, she stood up, splashing water everywhere.

"What the hell are you doing?" I yelled again.

I saw her walking towards me, when she reached the more shallower part of the water, she crossed her arms across her naked chest and ask me to drop her clothes and turn around. I did what she told me. I heard her zipping her jeans.

"Do you normally do this?" I am so frustrated with her right now.

But why? Why am I frustrated when I don't have any entitlement over her. And I know she is annoyed too, because she just stared back at me, eyebrows raised.

I saw her lips quiver and she shuddered. As if my mind is on cue, I automatically wrap my arms around her to keep her warm.

"Come on let's get you out of here. It's getting cold and I don't want you sick." I told her.

I walked her to her house and ordered her to change quickly. I immediately filled up the kettle with water so I can make her some hot tea. This will make her warm.

While waiting, I sat on the couch and started flipping channels. I realized she has some Filipino channels set up on her cable.

Oh this is bad!