My Escape

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My Escape

Jamie POV

The first night I arrived I texted Dakota and my dad and then Dakota responded that she would miss me and to remember our promise. I replied my farewell as I arrived at my place of stay. I decided to embrace the Grecian country side and live in a small villa by the water in the mountain side. I had arranged help from a local family for travel and assistance in getting around. A young man had arrived at the airport to pick me up and he could not be more than 19 or 20 years old. He reminded me of Dakota, in his youthful, radiant appearance. He had a Mediterranean tan to die for and I had hoped I would get to tan while I was here.

Hello, Mr. Dornan. Oh Mr. Dornan is my father boy call me Jamie, please. He chuckled and repeated Jamie and grabbed my bags. My name is Lucas. Nice to meet you. I followed him to a small hatchback vehicle and assisted him in putting away my luggage. He seemed like a shy kid and I just wasnt in the mood for small talk, so the ride was quite dull and silent. I looked out of the window for nearly the entire 1-hour ride to the villa in which I would be staying. His family he explained as we neared lived in the adjoining home and he would gladly assist me in anything I needed. He had a small maids quarters in my villa downstairs he would reside if I would like to be of better use. He owned the small vehicle and could take me to various places for relaxation or work. I agreed I would need the company anyway and did not want to deal with a woman ogling me. Yes, that was frequently my problem, I would arrive somewhere and it would be a slew of women hovering over my every move and requesting I take pictures with them. Mr... I mean Jamie are you a famous actor? My family had received word about your arrival and some of the women in town were asking if it was really Jamie Dornan staying with us?. I laughed a bit before answering him, I am an actor, probably not that famous but because I have done some romance movies and such. Women tend to be excited to see me. I dont understand the attraction to be honest. I think of myself as anyone else in this world. I think its mostly the fame that has the opposite sex swarming in my direction.

He looks down at his hands and then up to my eyes and whispers, I think you are a very nice-looking man. Kind heart. I can tell. Maybe that is what they see. Then he picks up my bags and heads upstairs to my bedroom. I follow behind with no words to express my gratitude for his comment. He seems like a wise boy. So young and yet so wise like my Dakota. I miss her dearly.

I thank him upstairs and he retreats downstairs allowing me to get washed up and dressed for dinner. He said he had prepared something earlier and was going to heat that up. I again thanked him for his courtesy as he closed my bedroom door. I went and showered trying to remove the disgust I felt having left everything I have ever known behind in order to find myself. The water was calming and the soap was an original kind hand made in Greece. I was in heaven and did not want to leave but I was also hungry. I dried off and went into my room to get dressed.

I grabbed a pair of basketball shorts and a tank and quickly got changed smelling the good food downstairs. I ran down stairs to where the smell was coming from. There was Lucas in front of the stove cooking me what smelled like heaven. I love food. My favorite pass times. The table had a nice big salad and two place settings. Bread and homemade dressing sat atop the table with wine and water. Fresh fruit sliced as well and a roast of some sort. I wanted to just devour the entire table. Uggh why must my Irish come out when there is food.

Oh, I see you like what I have made. That is a relief. I am just serving the roasted vegetables and the soup. It is a egg-lemon chicken soup. You will like it I hope please sit. Thank you, I am sure I will I love all kinds of foods. I am especially fond of Grecian cooking. I realized that a few years ago, when I was here on work. I sat down at the table, Lucas served me a bowl of soup and I grabbed some bread. He sat across from me with his bowl of soup and we began to eat in silence. After several minutes of comfortable silence, he spoke softly, so. What brings you here to Greece? I mean other than vacation of course. You seem troubled.

I looked down at my bowl for what seemed like forever before I spoke up, To be honest, I am looking for something I dont think I will find here. But I needed to be far away from the world I know to really find myself. I am in an impossible situation and my future depends on what I decide. It is a very difficult experience. I never want to be in this place again. You see I need total discretion from you. I do not want people coming here to question me or start rumors. I am here for peace can you help me Lucas? Can you help me find peace here?. He looked up from his soup and stared into my eyes for a few seconds before nodding his head. I promise to keep your peace here and provide you with the most beautiful sights so that you can find yourself. We will do whatever you want when you want to do it. I am here to serve you as best I can. I hope that my word is good enough for youJamie.

Lucas, your word means a lot to me. So far you have shown nothing but kindness and loyalty. So, I trust you. I hope we can be friends. Yesme too!.

After dinner we went out to the small pool in the back of the villa. It was not a full-size pool but more like a large jacuzzi. I felt like relaxing out there. In Greece there arent many places with air conditioning and the kitchen had been warm to say the least. Lucas removed his shirt and shorts and was down to his skivvies. He jumped right in and I laughed. I took off my shirt and left my shorts on because yeah, no underwear underneath. He splashed me when I got in and I splashed him. We had fun and for a short amount of time I forgot my problems and just had a blast. We played around for a while and then just looked up at the stars and said nearly nothing.

I felt at ease around Lucas. A new mate to hang with. Maybe this trip would be kind of fun. I hope I can find whatever it is I am looking for soon.

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