After breakfast, we decided to take Joe's offer and go out. We spent the entire afternoon site-seeing, shopping, thank heavens, I couldn't go without clothes another day; I mean, the boy loves to be naked. Robert wasn't kidding when he told me the story when Joe ran around the produce aisle naked.
We laughed and tried different varieties of local foods. Joe even went all out in showing me some of the outskirts of what Belize can offer. He introduced me to the locals he knew very well and introduced me as his girlfriend. It made me feel like a little girl in a candy store, the way it naturally came out of his mouth.
I was a bit paranoid and sad when we ran into some natives pressuring us for money. It wasn't something that I'm used to seeing up close. I worked in New York, in my younger days but didn't see children begging for money as I saw some here. It broke my heart and watching Joe, the way he handled it, was very surprising coming from someone who was raised with a silver spoon, as they say.
We took the day to get to know each other even better. This is something we both needed. I know Joe has a heart and will do anything for Krista, but seeing him out, feeling alive, and giving was a blessing to see. And yet he seems to impress me more of how generous, loyal, loving man he can be.
When we arrived back at the villa, I was extremely exhausted, I couldn't help but take a nap, and recharge myself. Joe had mentioned we would be having dinner under the stars, so I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity that I haven't made in so long, so I lay naked, of course, and closed my eyes.
A couple of hours later, I wake up from the most needed nap, a woman could ask for. How long have I been sleeping? I feel lost there for a second. I stayed lying there and reached over and grabbed his pillow. MMMM, the way he leaves his scent everywhere, it mesmerizes me.
I turn over; the view is gorgeous from where I'm lying. How can I be here, watching the beautiful horizon from where my head is laying, looking out the sliding doors and feel bummed that I have to be back at work Monday morning.
Shit, I have to face the music. I take in a deep breathe. I glimpse at a bird on the floor by the window. I wonder how it would be totally living your life flying around aimlessly with no care in the world. I chuckle to myself, silly thought.
I think I'm just bummed out, and have plenty going on in my head. There's a lot to express and don't know where to start. I love Joe, I do, yet how is my family gonna take the news that I'm dating a younger man. I'm more afraid of how Lyla's going to take it, how can I tell her that I'm in love with her best friend's older brother. Doesn't this sound like a drama T.V show hit wonder?
Nonetheless, I'm aware of who and what he's worth. I wonder if it'll put a damp on how both our families will perceive me. Will I be this money-hungry cougar in their eyes. How will his family think of him dating someone that can be his mother's or father's age? Joe doesn't speak about them at all, so I wouldn't know how old they are, other than that, how will they act? The Cardill family from what I've read was wealthy beyond comparison. I'm trying my best not to pry and bombard him with a hundred questions about his family, but at some point, he's going to have to let me in on the mysterious Cardill family history.
I flutter my eyes...The bird flew away, damn it, I'm jealous. Oh how I wanted to be that bird right about now, and fly away. I probably could have in my dreams.
After I've rested and finished showering, I did my usual. I blew my hair out, did my makeup, which I went light and neutral this time. I was expecting Joe to join me, but he didn't. Very surprised since he's gotten me used to bathing or showering with him as if he'd miss something out. It's definitely something I never saw myself doing with anyone. That was something Michael would've never approved of. Come to think of it, is that what regular couples do? Is it their norm.
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Romance"Joe, what are you doing?" I'm stunned as he stands in front of me. "Show me how oysters are supposed to make you feel, Alix?" he asks, lending out his hand. "Joe, someone will come down; t-this is crazy," I can barely say; I take a deep calming bre...
