“The Wind
An outdoor smell of your hair
I breathe as hard as I can
with my nose”
“Hoppípolla” by Sigur Rós is the song for this chapter. I’ve loved this song for a long time but never know the lyrics because they are in Icelandic I think??? Anyway, I used a translated version for my title and summary so I hope they are accurate.
I love how it starts slow but you know something magical and romantic is going to happen. Then it just builds into this joyous celebratory song.
-Her-
She was walking arm in arm with CeyCey down the street and she could already smell the fresh pasties at the café the were heading to. It was a bright Friday morning in June and her friend invited her for some tea, coffee for him, and simit. She pulled a little on his arm to get him to walk faster because she was starving.
“You think you’re eager now, just wait.” CeyCey had a strange look on his face as he said that, but she brushed it off as him being excited for warm bread.
They entered the small corner shop and stood in line gazing at all the delicious carbohydrates they had to choose from. She was about to hit CeyCey on the arm to show him the rainbow array of macrons when two strong hands grabbed her arms and pulled her against a solid chest.
“What shall I get for you, bebek?” Can whispered low in her ear.
She was too shocked to answer him. Her mouth hung open as CeyCey moved ahead to order as if nothing happened. Is he in on it?
Can spun her around and asked again. “Did you want simit and tea? Or a croissant and hot chocolate? I’ll get you whatever you want, sevgilim.”
“No, yes, I mean… I would like simit. Why are you here?” she poked a finger in his chest.
“Wow. Good morning? Nice to see you too? I missed you?”
“Sorry. Evet.” She felt bad for approximately a second before investigating further. “What are you up to?”
“Evet, Abi, we will have two simit and two teas, to go please.” he tipped his chin up so his whole face was above her head and ordered their breakfast to avoid answering her questions.
“To go, huh?”
“Evet.” his lips curled into a smile.
CeyCey had also ordered to go and when he got his food gave a salute to Can, who made a motion back, before heading out the shop door.
“Oh I see. I was set up.” she was pleased.
“Sal.” Can thanked the employee and grabbed their breakfast before leading her out with a hand at the small of her back.
“Am I being kidnapped?” her eyes slanted in a sly way when she questioned him.
“I don’t know. Does it feel like that?” he had a cheeky look on his face.
“No, but it does feel a little forbidden, secretive maybe.”
“Well, yes. It would have to be secretive. We don’t want your parents to know that you are going to Agva alone with me for the weekend.” he looked really pleased with himself as he opened his passenger side door for her to climb in.
“Really?! Can! How did you do it?”she buckled up and grabbed the food from him so he could get in.
“I had Ayhan tell Osman and your mom that she was taking you to Agva for a relaxing girl’s weekend to celebrate you finishing your book. Really you will be with me and she will get a free weekend with CeyCey at his new place. CeyCey of course agreed to lure you here as thanks to me.”
“So, no one else knows where we are going?”
“Nope. Not even Emre.” he pulled the truck out of the parking space and sped down the road toward their destination.
Can drove and Sanem fed him his simit while eating her own. They were about half way to Agva before she realized she didn’t have anything packed. She was wearing a pair of cropped skinny jeans, white sneakers, and a flowy floral top. The only other thing she had with her was her cross body bag which held her wallet, house keys, notebook and pen, and a few make up essentials.
“Can! Wait!” she said it so abruptly that he hit the breaks thinking something terrible happened.
“Sanem, iyisin?!” he accelerated again slowly so as to keep up with the flow of traffic and not get rear-ended.
“I’m fine Can, but I don’t have anything. No clothes or anything for our trip.”
“Oh.” he blew out a breath in relief. “Well if you look in the back you’ll see I got you something. I was going to wait to give it to you when we got there.”his voice trailed off at the end when he realized she was already reaching into the back seat to grab the wrapped rectangular box.
“Really? You didn’t have to Can.”she was so excited to open it.
“Well, I kind of did because I stole you away without a heads up.”his eyes darted between the road and her little hands furiously tearing open the wrapping paper.
“Can, I love it!”she kissed him on the cheek in thanks.
It was a black and coral one piece bathing suit with a zipper in the middle that would zip down to her navel if she pulled it all the way down. It was practical, colorful, modest enough, but a little bit sexy too. He knew her so well.
“I know you will want to go in the sea so I’m glad you like it. I can get you whatever else you want when we get there. There is a boutique at the hotel we are staying it.”
He said it so offhandedly, but it hit her suddenly that they would be alone, in a hotel, probably in one room with one bed. She was obviously excited, but she was also super nervous. She hadn’t mentally prepared for this. She still needed to have the talk with him too. There was no way she was going to procure condoms, her mom was always snooping in her stuff and she would be locked up in the house for the rest of her life if she found them. Maybe there is a drug store near the hotel. I probably need a razor and some shampoo anyway…
Needless to say she spent the rest of the drive overthinking absolutely everything.
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