Blair’s pov
After existing his very pregnant sister’s place, he suggested we head to the beach, and I agreed, because it had been so damn long since I was last at the beach.
So so long.
As soon as we arrived there, we walked side by side into the beach, and as soon as we got deeper, the fresh smell of the beach water made a grin stretch out on my face.
It’s definitely been long.
“Do you love the beach?” I heard James asked, and so I nodded my head as I turned around to give him a look. I refused to focus on how drop dead gorgeous he currently look. The image of how soft and adorable he had looked with his sister’s child, which had made me muse on the fact that he’d end up being a really good father.
“What do you love about it?” He asked and I averted my gaze from it to regard the beach for a few moments before exhaling deeply.
“I love the atmosphere, the entire serenity of the beach. The beach grounds me in a way, since I was little, so I have loved it ever since.” I explained, wiggling my feet into the sand, having discarded my footwarfs a while ago, while James chose to still have his own on.
“Damn, I never saw the beach in this light, but now that you’ve said it, I might just start to regard it like this. Besides, it sounds like you always frequent the beach while growing up, right?” He murmured and when I threw him a glance, I noticed both his hands deep in his pockets, with his eyes staring straight ahead.
“Not really, no.” I responded while staring at my feet.
“Huh?” James responded and when I glanced at him this time, it was to see his eyes on me.
“I didn’t have to visit the beach because I grew up beside the beach.” I explained, watching as a surprise look closed James’ face for a moment.
“Oh.” He murmured and I slowly nodded my head before averting my gaze once again.
As I glanced around, I noticed a lot of people around, including children who were building a bunch of sand castles.
A lot of people were doing their own different business, and despite all these other people being here right now, it still managed to feel like I was all alone right now with no one but James.
“That must have been something.” James murmured after a few moments and I nodded slowly.
“Yeah, it sure was.”
It had also been quite traumatizing at a point though.
“And, you never got tired of it?” James asked and I snorted a little.
“Not really, no. It ended up turning into a safe place for me, so no.”
The sun has already gone down now, and I knew it’s undoubtedly past seven in the evening, telling from how most of the people with kids were already leaving, which pleased me immensely.
More space for James and I.
I was still yet to head home since that tragic night at the restaurant. If I had even one friend, that would have been enough reason for me to go back, because I’d have known that the said friend would have been very worried about me.
But I had no one, and I knew no one would be worried about me or something, so since James didn’t want me to leave, I didn’t see the actual point in trying leave. Especially knowing damn well that there’s no way the little belongings I haven’t haven’t been thrown out.
My only relief is that I didn’t have anything important on me in that house that I couldn’t bring myself to lose.
When James said he wanted to go get us some drinks, I waved him off and nodded at him, and then I walked further on the sand, wanting to feel the water on my feet a little bit.
I didn’t shy away from the wave when it rolled forward, enjoying how it rose to my knees and even moved me a little before dying down. The water felt extremely pleasant and cool on my feet, which was only reminding me of my childhood some more.
I glanced up into the sky and for a moment, I wondered why James is yet to attempt kissing me again.
Was it something I had done?
The kiss had been very pleasant and toes curling, but I hadn’t been sure of what to think since then, since he was yet to do it again.
Everything between us has been the same, and somethings between us had even grown than it once yeee to be. But the kiss, we never spoke about it after it happened, and I was sure of what to make of it at this point to be honest.
This isn’t the first time I’d be wondering if perhaps he regretted doing it, like I’m currently doing right now. That’s because I couldn’t help it.
When James returned and handed me my drink in a coconut shaped cone and an umbrella sticking out of the side, I grinned at him and murmured my thanks as I sipped on it with the aid of a straw.
“I got your favorite flavor.” He pointed out and I rolled my eyes even though my stomach flipped around a little.
“I noticed.” I murmured, causing James to bark out a laugh and a shake of his head.
After that, I pretty much forgot about all that I had been thinking about before he had arrived with our drinks.
We had a lot of fun after that, and at a point, James had to get out of his shoes and roll his pants because I refused to let him get away from feeling the water on his feet.
His hand is currently around my waist right now, and he swayed us around a little while the water met our legs slowly every few moments.
My chest was pounding because of how fulfilled I feel in a way right now. Luca’s arms was firm and warm around me as he held me against his chest, with his head by my right shoulder. The feeling of his grip on my waist was firm and coupled with the cool breeze from the beach, made me keep shivering every now and then.
Luca was the one who broke the silence next.
“So… are you going to ever tell me who you actually are?”