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|No Looking Back (standard:drama, 1774 words)|
|Author: Puck||Added: Sep 14 2000||Views/Reads: 2909/1440||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|It's about a girl who decides to take a vaction to Florida with her boyfriend in an attempt to get him to want to marry her.|
The gentle ocean breeze swept across her face as she sat down against the palm tree. The warm sand felt good on her bare toes. She sighed, tucking a tress of chestnut brown hair behind her ear. She leaned back against the tree, feeling the anger wash over her. They had had this talk before. She would never understand his point of view. Why couldn’t he love her as much as she loved him? Why had she wasted so much of her life forcing herself to believe his admissions of love were true? The lap of the waves on the beach calmed her somewhat and she closed her eyes slowly. She could feel reality slipping away. Two years ago he had shared with her his deepest and darkest feelings. It was then they became an inseparable couple. Doing everything together. They moved in together, they attended college together, everything. Their friends called them an old married couple, and constantly teased them about their “wedding date.” (A wedding that had never happened. And with Chad’s attitude, never would.) Kate couldn’t understand why Chad felt the way he felt. She had tried everything she possibly could to change his mind. She loved him. She knew that she would never love anyone the way she loved Chad. As cliched as it was, he was her soulmate. They were meant to be together. She dreamed of the day she would become Mrs. Chad Jacobson. But he had never even come close to proposing. He never said he didn’t love her, but he also never gave off any signals he wanted her to be his till death do you part. The trip to Delray Beach was supposed to be romantic. Just the two of them, alone in paradise. And Kate was hoping the trip would have Chad hearing wedding bells in his head. Obviously, with the hellish fight they had just had, it wasn’t working. It started out smoothly. They had arrived at the hotel early and the weather was beautiful. They quickly checked in, and the bellboy took their belongings to their suite. The suite was gorgeous. King sized bed with blood red satin sheets. An en-suite jacuzzi, and a breathtaking view of the beach. Chad had quickly removed his shirt, revealing his tan muscular torso. She moved over to him and had ran her finger over his abdomen, tracing over each muscle. He bent and kissed her slowly. “This trip was a good idea Kate. It’s so great here. The beach, the palm trees, the salty ocean air, you...” He put his arm around her waist and pulled her close. He gently brushed her hair from the nape of her neck and kissed it gently. She looked up at him and ran her hand through his dark blonde hair. She loved him so much. She was really hoping this trip would accomplish what she needed it to. “Well thank you. You are pretty great yourself Mr. Jacobson.” She grinned and tickled him mercilessly until he grabbed her hands, begging her to stop. “Well I don’t know about you, but I am getting out onto that beach. The ocean is calling my name.” He unzipped his suitcase and began rummaging around for his swim trunks. “Sounds good to me, I could use a tan.” She replied, pulling her two-piece bikini out of her well-organized suitcase. She changed quickly, grabbing her beach towel and tanning lotion. “Damn you look hot in that suit Kate.” He grinned wolfishly. He had finally found his trunks and pulled them on, grabbing his towel. He began to head for the door. Kate grabbed his arm, turning him around to face her. She leaned into his chest and kissed the cleft in his chin. “I love you Chad.” She said softly. He nodded his head. “Great, now let’s hit the beach!” He threw the door open and headed out, not even waiting for her to follow. She sighed and followed him out to the beach. The sun was hot and the water was just perfect. There were people everywhere, but the crowd was comforting. A couple little boys had started building a sandcastle. She had swam a bit before retiring to the sandy beach to get some well-needed UV rays. Chad had came over to rub her down with lotion. (Of course he never missed a chance to touch her.) She had just fallen asleep when a cold hand touched her arm. Click here to read the rest of this story (105 more lines)
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